I Promise! ! ! Poem by Milova Matthias

In all the mornings I shall of my life spend
Promise I even before our evenings are fair
That your very smile shall be my daily dose
And your laughter, melt my pains and worries
That thy love, I shall pick at your very toes
And your worth to me far more than cowries!
Your beauty to my gaze shall be my only muse
The tickling of thy lovely finger may I not refuse
I promise
Loving you shall be my greatest weakness
The only crime I'd always ever commit
And your words shall never buzz my ears
As your desires would be my kindest wish
So to remember each line I shall scrib them
On the pages of my heart, as a commitment
But the milky taste of your kiss, well; I shan't lie
I think I might need a reminder of that every time!