Your teeth are crooked
They’re yellow too.

Your hair misbehaves –
Just like you.

Your humour I fail to understand
Like the words you mumble in your sleep.

You have no manners
Can’t even hold a fork !!

You bite your nails
And your words are sharp

Little love do you seem to give –
Time a waste for me.

Yet I stand here still
With a smile on my face –

Your grace is hidden,
Your charm is only ever mine.

Your smile so rare
But springs from soul

My darling - rarer than any precious stone.