The Beauty Of Her Precious Lips Poem by Denis Martindale

The beauty of her precious lips
Can take my breath away -
I tingle to my fingertips
And can't think what to say!
I blurt out words that don't make sense
And folly breaks love's spell!
Perhaps one day we can be friends,
But only time will tell...
I pray to God for some advice -
I can't do this alone.
Although I've got to break the ice,
Such skills I've never known.
To say, 'I LOVE YOU! ' right out loud,
That's quite beyond me now!
I've never stood out from the crowd,
So God must help somehow!
The beauty of her precious lips...
Yes, I know what bliss is!
In my romantic daydream trips,
She's the Queen of Kisses!
I know I'm not the kind of guy
To sweep her off her feet,
But love deserves a second try
With someone who's so sweet...
If she's the one I'm meant to wed,
I'd like God on my side
Until our Wedding vows are said,
When I may kiss my bride...