My Sweetheart

My Sweetheart's hair is nothing like the moon
It's silky smooth not bumpy nor crazy
It's golden like the sun high at the noon
And makes you feel like all is just daisy
His eyes twinkle like bright stars at midnight
Brown into blue, he knows what you're thinking
Sometimes he's dead on, it gives you a fright
Don't turn away, you remain unblinking
He tells you how he loves you so dearly
You wonder out loud how can that be so
You love him too, sometimes so severely
All around you, there's an electric glow
And your heart bursts with love and desire
A love so rare, that you must admire