Your face is the first thing I wanna see
when I wake up
The last thing I imagine
when I go to sleep at night
The flare of your nostrils
The quirk of your lips
Your green eyes twinkling
Have captured my attention
I think of your voice
When I'm alone
When I'm in a crowded room
When everything is chaos spinning around me
And it brings me peace, brings me joy
Your words spark a smile from deep inside
And spreads warmth across my heart
Until the only words left are these--
I'm yours, Babe
For as long as you want me
That sure sounds like one lucky little pig!
ReplyDeleteA wonderfully sweet love poem. Great way to end the week and start the lazy weekend.
ReplyDeleteHelen
Straight From Hel
Please, Mr. Gully, you of all people know who that poem was about, lol.
ReplyDeleteThanks Helen!
:)