Like

I like the look
Of her altogether,
Her lines seem to me
Symmetrical from nose
To top to bottom so my gaze
Lingers on her hair face form
Her style of dressing tasteful
Her voice pleasant with a
Bit of regional accent
But her best of all is
Her wry sense of
Humor backed
Up by a ready
Knowledge
Of all sorts
Of music
Art and
Literature
With which
She frames any
Current or historical
References weighing
Opinion against the past.
Her manners are proper
But not aloof and my
Heart sings when
She turns out to
Be polite to the
Cafe waitress
As I know if
She were
To treat
The waitress
Rudely she would
In time treat me the
Same way as soon as
All the new had worn off
This particular toy like
Rich children with no
Worries over such
Material objects
Only the void
Left by rich
Parents
Who give
Everything
But their time.
I like her a
Lot and
Hope
She
Likes me.