A Girl with the stealy eyes

​My dearest, my love, my wonderful mess,

You trip on your feet in a beautiful dress.

You burn the rice and you spill the tea,

But somehow, that's what makes you so perfect for me.

​Your eyebrows raise in a comical stare,

When I steal a bite of the food you prepare.

You laugh so hard that you snort a bit,

And I've fallen in love with every single bit.

​You sing out of tune when the radio's on,

And steal all the blankets before the dawn.

You leave your socks scattered all over the floor,

And still, my heart wants you more and more.

​For all your quirks and your lovely mistakes,

Are the very foundation my happiness makes.

So come here, you goofball, and give me a kiss,

Because life with you is pure, chaotic bliss.