Still

Could it be a twist of fate or was it written

In tea leaves or maybe stars that we’d both be smitten

I couldn’t help myself but think you were fantastic

Self sufficient, organised and enthusiastic

I followed every line of inquiry

Windows would appear in my diary

If there was a chance of seeing you

Building up not whittling down a total charmer

We’re together and it’s right no chaos or drama

Just one look at you can send my spirit soaring

Me and Mrs Malaprop present and adoring

We can laugh at most things we’re facing

I’m so happy that we’re embracing

This spark that exists between us still

Still …

Still …

Still …

Still …

I know you love me, other times can’t stand me

Want to punch my lights out

Though sometimes I’m handy

I spit the dummy and sometimes bicker

But you make my pulse go much quicker

It’s not over the top to say I’m thrilled

Still …

Still …

Still …

Still …