He loves the way she smile.
The spark in those eyes,
Her way, her style.
Weird moves, nuisance steps,
She, a definition of Crile.
Had a dark phase,
Have scars, but she embrace.
Me and her, else blur,
I found her, God’s grace.
Being with her feels so right,
To lean on her and hold so tight.
Devoted to her and she is mine,
A charm of love and feel of devine.
Spending life with her way long,
Soothing breeze, melodious song.
Finally, that walk to aisle..
Oops! a dream as far as the sea mile,
He loves the way she smile……