My Love

I love the way your brown eyes flash
And the way you speak and smile
The way your head tilts to one side
And the way you walk with style

The way your specs sit on your nose
The way you sit in a chair
The way you spring up from your seat
The way you flick at your hair

With fingertips so gentle and fine
And a neck so soft and slender
So kissable that pretty neck
And lips so soft and tender

Perfectly shaped as all your frame
Especially that dropped shoulder
A tap of a tambourine on shapely hip
And eyes and lips that smoulder

Luscious, supple and soft
Is my darling Valentine?
I cannot wait to see your face
And feel it close to mine