I love the way you speak,
when you say my name.
I love the way you feel,
when I touch your frame.
I love the way you pout,
when you move your lips.
I love the way you groove,
when you move your hips.
It's more the simple things that you do.
That makes me feel the way I feel about you.
I love the way your hair looks,
when it's ruffled.
I love the way your voice sounds,
when it's muffled.
I love the way you cook,
when you're feeding me.
I love the way you tell me,
that you're needing me.
I know you always notice that you make me smile.
It's because you always make living life worthwhile.
If I try to explain the way I feel,
then saying I love you wouldn't be the real deal.
Coz when saying those words you know what it means,
but it don't truly explain how I really feel.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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