I wake up to the best mornings;
your face beams like sunshine.
Your kiss is my strong morning coffee, darling,
the way you love, it’s intoxicating wine.
Your eyes – tranquil turquoise.
You giggle like windchimes.
Don’t ask if that dress suits you, baby,
you’re much more than just fine.
My days feel lighter,
when you greet me with warm whisper,
the way you caress my hair,
and ask ‘how was your day, mister?’
‘You got magical powers’,
why you snort when I say.
When you fret on a bad hair day, baby,
you don’t know that you always slay.
I’m a happy satellite,
rotating around you in awe my love.
You give me the gravity I need,
without you I would collapse.
You’re a wonderful woman.
You’re my favorite subject.
Don’t say that you’re a mess,
baby, you’re just so perfect.