Will You Marry Me

I love the way you look when you are happy; your teeth glowing in the moonlight, and your laughter cheering up everything I know. I love the way you smile; it is the sweetest thing I have ever seen under the Sun. I love the way you look at me; they have a way of inviting attention without any speech. I love the way you hold a child; it is as though it is your own. I love the way you shed tears as you watch a soap opera; I console you with a cuddling touch, reminding you it's just a play, and reminding myself that I have a woman who can feel, at the core of her soul. I love the way you act when you are mad at me; pushing me against the wall, and holding my shirt as though you want to tear it; making me feel like making love to you. You are all I want in a wife; everything I prayed for! Will you marry me?