Do You Really Like It? | A Poem by Robin Carretti

What do we really like -
well let's think?
We can jot what we like
finely pointed Ink.
Such curiosity to be loved.
Isn't that enough to think?
You're touched feeling moved.

The bite "Apple" computer link.
Everything is happening so quick.
In his grin of a blink no time for a win
To be loved again

Those gifts of needs remain.
Finer taste her mocha lips
"Went Mink".
A handful of wildflowers.

It makes you think?
How the moon winks
so dangerously.
It makes you think again?
How she loves him completely.
So special a surprise

The morning sunrise

The delivery came
to you exclusively

your heart masterly.

His hobbies how genuine.

"Her hobbies" artistic so feminine
privately he's the singer romancing
you to win

His cleft chin all a grin.

His Holiday charm he gave you

A poem with a pin

Your heart tingling.
Looking at your watch
The time said you're the greatest catch.

Extra love you almost knew.
His power suit amazing blue

How he bites your earlobe your heart

turned the globe

Wearing your robe and the crown

So poor undressed

You asked him.
Does he like it? He dressed you just the
way you guessed.

How he placed his fingers, he liked it
he knows how lovely gracious you are.
To remind her she's courageous and cares
Do you really like it you're both so ambitious?
We like it. So there.