You scrunch your brow, you're angry -
A fire lights inside.
A jarring sound - you're tensing up
I see it in your eyes.

Chestnuts roasting on an open fire.
I'm a little struck with fear.
Though sometimes I can't help but giggle
And hope that you don't hear.

Adorable despite your mood -
A blessing or a curse?
Thank the heavens, thank the stars,
Thank God I found you first.