I love your smile,
The way your lips move,
The sound of your voice,
And how it doth soothe,
The way you move your hands,
And how you're so smooth.
I love that one look,
When you don't understand,
You lips get all crooked,
And you shrug,
And wave around your hand.
I love your laugh,
The way that you joke,
The sweetness you share,
The kindness,
The fun,
The way that you stare.
I love your eyes,
The way they light up,
They way that you squint,
The way you act tough,
But only outside,
Inside your soft,
And I think it's cute,
That little game you play,
I want to play it with you,
Please tell me I may.
I love your sensitive side,
The way you play fair,
The way that you help,
The way you do your hair,
The way that you sit,
And I think that it's true,
Maybe,
Just Maybe,
That I love you.
You make my knees weak,
My stomach does flips,
My head gets all fuzzy,
I stare at your lips,
I go head over heals,
I trip and I fall,
And I can't help but dream,
As I write this all,
And I think I can say,
That I love you,
Most of all.
Maybe I do,
But I'm not sure just yet,
And I want to tell you,
Before I forget,
I wrote you a message,
In a notebook somewhere,
And I want you to know,
It took guts to put there,
But it says what I've said,
Already above,
So dearest boy,
I send you my love.
Emily E. Mehigan
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dearest-boy/
