To me he is sweeter than sweet
Warmer than summer at its hottest
Yet he is cool like winter’s night
Oh, and his smile... my own delight
I watch his face, anticipating
His eyes I know would be sparkling
The thrill I get from his touch..?
Exemplary! It has no match
He has that certain lazy move
Almost teasing with his approach
It feels like I can wait no more
But then again he’s worth it all
Yeah, fine! For some he’s not the best
In fact he may not be the greatest
He can also get me upset
‘Though only for a little bit
True, he is almost like a child
One with mischief, rather wild
That makes him that special one
Who gives me life and all the fun
