I’m in love with the sky I see
when I look up at you...
I’m in love with the whimsical tune I hear
as you speak.
I’m in love with the stuffy nose I get
And the pleasurable smell
diffusing from your scented shirt.
I’m in love with the intensity
of your eyes
engulfing nature’s beauties.
I’m in love with the curls
of baby hair
lining your temples
I’m in love with the angles
your face forms in the shadows
but disgusted with your airs and flairs.
