Honest confession

I don't say it to pat myself on the back,

Never to feel the rush of the moment.

Its always an honest confession,

A beautiful way to express,

This deep pit of bliss.

Something I'll tell the world,

Just whisper it to you.

Love each move of your muscle,

The way your face lights up and potrays that smile.

Potrays happiness, making me happier.

I lose my mind each time you flick that hair.

I lose my mind each time you battle your eyelashes.

That blush that makes me flush.

The way you put on hand on top of mine,

I'm never giving up after that,

The world feels right,

When I tilt my head a bit, 

To provide the comfort you seek,

When you put your head that way,

On my shoulders, you leave a scent there.

Unlike any other fragnance known to man.

I don't say it to pat myself on the back,

Never to feel the like prince charming,

Just to do justice to your image in my eyes.

To do justice to the things I go through.

Brush your cheeks just to watch you shy away.

Whisper it to you or

I'll say it now,

" I love you. "