True Love

I love your perfect complexion,
Your lovely molars suit me fine,
I love your beauty unashamedly;
Darling, darling, come be mine.

I love you when you encourage,
I love you when you undermine,
I love you when you tangle me
In you fingers, like a twine.

I love your smile, your breathless ‘ooh’,
I love your hair that’s serpentine,
I love your humour, spleen and bounce;
Just say ‘yes’ and I’ll be thine.

I love your lively acrobatics,
Your preference for sixty nine;
But above all I love your moolah;
Will you be my Valentine?


(Written on Valentine Day, 2006.)