If I

If my eyes are butterflies that only find solace on your face If my hands are turtle doves that are always seeking the warmth of your chest If for you I have changed my guilty ways if I wait anxiously for our coffee mornings every weekend my boy. Now that I think of it , I love you more Each day , I love everything of you I love your eyes that talk to me sometimes with a little reproach And those white teeth reflecting in the mirror of your car And the time you told me you were a real man And the way you love me as the whole real woman that I am . I know I don’t say it enough, but that’s simply who I am . All I can say is that I love you more than this young girl loves coffee.