Honeysuckle Mine

Honeysuckle Mine                          February 26, 2010

I love the way you dangle with your hair, 
The way you dance, 
The way you prance when you walk. 
I love the way you sing my song, 
The way you laugh, 
The deep womanly resonance with which you talk. 
I love everything about you, 
Honeysuckle mine. 

I love the way you tickle me with your fingers, 
The way you smile, 
The way you wink your right eye. 
I love the way you make me hot, 
The way you're devilish, 
The fashion in which, with you, the dye is cast. 
I love these things and everything about you, 
Honeysuckle mine. 

There are so many things I can say 
And it would take forever and a day. 
There so many things I can do 
To let you know that my love for you grew. 
Tonight, we dine on a cornucopia of goodness, 
And afterward, we'll commence a great fuss. 
We'll let all know of our love on the grapevine, 
O' honeysuckle mine.