A perplexing question.
There's something rather sweet about your happy little smile
it makes me want to sing and dance and gaze at it a while.
You're really rather beautiful and dress with such vivacity
you have a radiant aura and your thoughts have perspicacity
You have all the characteristics to make me love you placed in situ
so why instead of loving you do I simply want to hit you?
A mean and funny valentine poem written today, just now, out of my head.