Let’s see, how do I begin?

I guess with your silky hair, and your smooth skin.

When you walk, time seems to stop.

My heart quits beating, and begins to hop.

Just to blink your eyes, is like poetry in motion,

sending chills up my spine,  like I’ve been sprinkled with love potion.

Your rosy cheeks glistens, from the bright shiny sun,

really works my nerves, just sending me on one.

Your luscious lips, where soft words flow,

looks like a pair, of twin little puffy pillows.

Your hour glass figure, has curves so sweet,

if you feel my forehead, I bet you can feel the heat.

Overall, I would have to admit,

you are a gift heaven sent.

Even the power, of a whirlwinds swirl,

couldn’t make you NOT stand out, from any, other girl.

Sometimes I just stare, at what seems to be nothing; but I swear,

I can see your face in the sky, while the wind is blowing your hair.

Young lady, this is a man, that wants you to understand,

Just rub my bottle, I’ll pop out, and your wish, will be my, command.