Springs of Love

What I feel

What I love

I can’t put

Perfectly in words

What does draw

And reels me in

It’s hard to put

A finger at

Is it your eyes

Or exquisite nose

Or the soft cheeks

Rosy and gold

The way you walk

Way you sway

Or way words tumble

From your lips

Is it your smile

Is it your laugh

Is it your touch

That feels so warm


Is it your fragrance

That turns me on

The more I seek

The more I find

Springs of love

Keep running around