Tiebreaker

The way you make me feel

The very words epitomize

What its said ” love” is.

Words that make jelly of knees,

starry eyed and the head reel.

Oh! The way you make me feel.

Feminine? Virile?

Sensuous? Strong?

Blind? Deaf? Or plainly dumb?

If you need a guise 

of dressy words

To explain what love is,

you couldn’t be more wrong.

Silence was never

So invitingly crushing

That it made my heart

let out a delightful squeal.

Oh! The way you make me feel.

You charm. You bait.

The surreptious glance.

The relaxed lean.

The swagger in your gait.

I am half full,

any which way I look,

Other half of you

Is a freaking good deal.

Oh! The way you make me feel.

You can chew all of your lip

To hide that grin,

Smug in thinking you won.

Its better to have

won your heart,

and love for as long

as I live under the sun.

“I do” will wait until

you tire of mind games and kneel.

Now, that’s exactly how I feel.