Your perfect little dimples,
That gorgeous little smile,
Your lips speak more than words to me,
Yet you're silent all the while.
I sit and watch but never really know,
What goes on inside that head,
Maybe you never think of me,
Or do you think often instead.
I find it hard to imagine,
You liking someone like me,
But you act rather different,
You make it seem to be.
Your kiss upon my cheek,
Is like my perfect dreams,
You act so confident about it,
And that's harder than it seems.
I guess what I'm really saying,
Is that you're such a cutie,
That when I look at you,
All I see is beauty.
