Flying hearts
Warm smiles
That is what my heart
Truly desires

Soft lips
A gentle kiss
Oh, man, Oh, man!
I’m already dreaming of kids

Sparkling eyes
Mimosas with our sunrise
Just as Picasso
Drew us these bright skies

A gentle touch
And a beauty unmatched
My heart to you
Has become too attached

A fiery heart
A surprise with a twist
It is you I describe
On my grocery list