That girl I love
She asks me why I love her,
and I smirk.
Her needless giggles alights my calm,
the cute little gestures keep me warm.
The innocent eyes speak a lot,
from the corner of her eyes tries to steal my thought. The chatter full of self and the bursting into laughter,
hearing her do so later leads self doubt thereafter.
The freshness she brings along the aura around,
I just love to hear the liveliness of that sound.
The way she understands me without having me to say,
be it rightful, happy, wrong, dismay.
The way she touches my heart soothing senses, making me powerless standing without my fences.
She has that chidding grin she wears all day long,
making me look all over with positive eye like a song.
She makes my heart beat like no one does,
as the caring woman in her mellows my mind all abuzz. The carefree child in her exhuberates innocence, the thoughtful blabber also adds to her candace.
The caring touch on my head makes me feel home,
the caressing of the hair gets the feeling of someone own.
Her oversmart chatter to guess what is the matter,
philosopher and the thinker as if making all things better.
It's good to see her care with compassion and love flair,
I can live alone but I don't want to go on dare.
I tell her all these things and amused she's in chuckles,"I don't do anything", she wanders cracking knuckles.
But knows from the mind she loves me nonetheless,
keeps on asking self is it true or is it help. The mature curve though is hidden behind n resolve,
is brought on the surface when needed in absolve.
Now crazy as she is tell me how I make her known,
I need her and I love her don't want to be alone. The stout red nose she makes seeming she cannot make out,
I've laid my life on her in the bout without a doubt.
And still brings me back getting wittingly so restless,
fighting with me asks tell me "why do I care?"
N hey she doesn't say a word while expression, just twinkle in the eye with that kiddish dumb expression.
Oh please tell me somebody, how do I explain this lady?
my heart goes out for her expecting nothing and it's fair.
I love her from my soul and my heart...o please tell her, I know she's her own doubts but nothing in the air.
I meet her tomorrow and again she will be all cranky...
She'll ask me why I love her,
And I'll smirk.