I can’t decide
what I like the most.
You taste
of sweetest lover
and your skin
against mine.
Then I hear you speak –
the way you say my name,
and your eyes
as they stare at me.
Looking into them now,
I suddenly understand what I like the most.
Everything about you, I like,
everything I like the most.
I like this sweet, warm, tender poem very much. I like how the poet finds it difficult to discover what he likes most of all about his beloved. How lovely to reach the final lines and the lovely revelation that he loves everything about her. A lovely romantic write finely penned. Thank you for sharing…
Thanks for your kind words Marie, they are very much appreciated.
Most welcome, Eli and well deserved. I look forward to reading more of your poetry over the coming days… Thank you…