Poetry 9: I Wonder

I wonder if he knows.
How his smiles turns me to butter
When he looks at me, I always stutter

I wonder if he knows,
How his grins make me weak
When he looks at me i turn meek

I wonder if he knows
The affect he has on my heart
And how I wish to never part

I wonder if he knows
How his touch makes me shake
How his lips make me quake

I wonder if he knows
How much I need him in my life
How I long to be his wife

I wonder if he knows
How brilliantly he shines in my eyes
How his kisses make me fly.

I wonder if he knows
How perfect he is to me
And how I long to be
Just his eternally.

I wonder if he knows
That this heart beats just for him
And I would satisfy his every whim
Just to see him smile.

I wonder if he knows
How I long to be his alone
And how his body makes me moan
In rapture long after he is gone.