About To Unfold 

by sloanranger

Whether you're short or tall,

matters to me not at all.

Not even a trace,

of my love is based

on your looks - they did not make me fall.

What got me right from the first,

was your humor - I have a thirst,

for laughter and grins,

they're what drew me in -

and your manner, quite unrehearsed.

The fact that you're also quite nice

made me think more than twice.

But your mind and your heart

are the prime parts,

for me - they're what mostly entice.

Your looks are not matter-of-factive,

indeed, you're very attractive.

You're sweet and you're kind

but I'm afraid I find,

it's your heart, that makes mine active.

My Darling, I've looked at the whole,

and I'm happy you're not a troll;

you are what I want,

and nothing can daunt

this love - about to unfold.