I love you

..dedicated to the man of my future..

I love your scent.
I mean,
I love the way that you smell.
Hell,
I'm satisfied with it all.
You're a perfect fit for me,
not too small and about yay tall.

I love your style.
I mean,
I love the way you maintain your cool
but behind bedroom doors
you get buck wild.

I love your face.
I mean,
I think you're fly.
The way you lick your lips and
wink your eye.
With a caramel complexion--
skin that's been kissed by the sun,
and this is just the beginning
because I'm nowhere near done.

I can go on about how much
I love the way that you taste.
I mean,
your kisses are like honey.
Okay, I get that you think that may sound a tad bit funny.
But baby,
when you're in my presence,
you make all of my days sunny.

And I love your glow.
I love how you know
all the right things to say.
You make gay!
No, for real,
gay like my days are no longer gray
and if you stay
then I pray,
that our love will conquer all..

Because
I love your touch.
I mean,
I love how your eyes
don't speak but they
say so much.

I love you from head to toe,
and you may ask, "Well, how do you know?"
It's because I pray for you more than I do me,
and in your arms I could lie eternally.

Truth is,
I love all that you possess.
I confess..

At night I watch you sleep,
not to be misinterpreted like I'm some psycho creep.
It's simply for me to get one more peek,
before I myself,
begin to count sheep.

And I love your name.
I mean,
the way it rolls off my tongue.
And by now,
you may think
that I'm a tad bit sprung.

But this love right here
is a breath of fresh air,
brings me back to being a girl
experiencing her very first teenage love affair.

So I guess what I'm saying
is that I love your everything.
I mean,
I love you completely.
And I'll show you how much more
behind closed doors
a little more discreetly
because...

I love you.