I love your words
The way that you speak
But it’s the things that you say
That make me feel weak
It’s your wording, your use
Your eloquent tongue
That revives, brings to life
And makes me feel young
It’s your pronunciation
Your poetry lips
Your double entendres
Your Freudian slips
It’s an enchanting echo
Of musical bliss
That captures my heart
With dreams of a kiss