And I Love (Verse II)

I love how you worry,
That I worry too much,
And I love how you don't trust,
My own sense of touch,

And I love how you spit,
When you don't like the taste,
And I love when you rest,
Your small hands on your waist,

And I love how you look,
In the light of a flame,
And I love every letter,
In your beautiful name,

And I love your dictation,
On miserable men,
And I love your neat writing,
In black fountain pen,

And I love how the limelight,
Scares you to death,
And I love the rapidity,
And the feel of your breath,

And I love how your knees become weak,
When you're scared,
And I love how you're so,
Eloquently impaired,

And I love how you always,
Say 'no' with a grin,
And I love when you shiver,
To warm up your skin,

And I love when you whisper,
So no one can hear,
And I love how you smile,
To an unfriendly sneer,

And I love how you brag,
About a new favourite food,
And I love how you're chipper,
When I'm not in the mood,

But mostly I love,
All the things that you say,
And mostly I love,
When you're right next to me.