You're a puzzle to me-
My favorite mystery
I might never decipher
The methods you use
to make me swoon so easily

It's something, that's for sure
And I've got this feeling in my gut
That we've been fine-tuned
To the same frequency

You make my toes numb
Without so much as touching me
I hear your voice
Humming- in my head
When you're not even speaking

You are my poem-
An inspiration all your own;
A constant reminder
Of the way love can grow

One day, I'll be able to tell
You all of this in plain English...
But for now I'll
Allow the magic to occur

With feelings stirred and reconfirmed
Tonight it's all just history
But when I awaken in the morn'
You'll still be my favorite mystery