Here’s what I think each time I look at you:
Your inner beauty brings me to my knees.
How can I not adore a woman who
Has more to give than twenty charities?
Each time we touch it feels like Christmas Day.
Your nearness and your distance tantalize me.
No matter what I think you’ll do or say,
You never fail to challenge and surprise me.
I feel both humbled and exalted when you
Favor me with your deep and knowing gaze.
Just look at you—you’ve got more on your menu
Than any twenty diners or cafés.
And yes, my menu’s emptier, it’s true—
But every day there’s just one special: you.
Copyright 2015 Matthew J Wells