You

You are the girl
on my heartstrings sat playing
who's every touch
sends a spark
quivering down my spine.
And the softened warmth
of your own skin
resting 'gainst my own
makes hearts soar into skies
as your perfume carries me home.

Ever the girl,
who's silken curves
steal breath and heart away
a star-struck smile that glints
and hints at all you know,
and Oh! but those eyes!
laced with emerald mist
I'd give the world and all within it
for those lips if I had kissed.