Your Nose (A Vilanelle)

I think I fell in love with your nose
I know this is quite strange
Or maybe that's how love grows

Although I have my extreme lows
And my feelings really range
I think I fell in love with your nose

I've been hurt by several blows
A history impossible for my to change
Or maybe that's how love grows

Who I'll marry, no one knows
It's not something I will arrange.
I think I feel in love with your nose

You never judge my hair or my clothes
Even though I may to be derange
Or maybe that's how love grows

But I always think of you before I doze
You not someone to just interchange
I think I fell in love with your nose
Or maybe that's how love grows