How Does Your Love Come?

by: berf

Tell me, how does your love come?

My love comes in open smiles,

A touch of pink and radio dials:

Spin to songs we both can hum.

Show me how your affection grows.

For me, it grows in quirky notes,

Sleeping bags, shared vanilla floats

I feel it here, down to my toes.

So sing my name,

Enjoy our walks

Steal my pens, we'll stick like glue.

Take the blame,

Have silly talks

And watch me as I fall for you.