You look at me with those puppy dog eyes of yours
Huge chocolate drops with a twinkle besides
Feeling a surge of sympathy for you and
An attraction I cannot begin to hide.
You speak to me in those rich dulcet tones
The ones that run down my spine in a thrill
They seem to be making love to me
Then quiet peacefulness they instil.
You touch me by your compassionate manner
A yearning to reach out your hand
An exquisite sensation of ecstasy
Burning passion I cannot withstand.
It's just you to know which strings to pull
To make my fever run at a pace
While all the time you encourage me and
My heart runs an unruly chase.
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