Love!

Match her pace when she walks in heels.
To tie her shoelace willingly you kneel.
Wipe the mess off her lips,
Compose yourself, she’s clumsy and often trips.

Those few alluring strands falling on her face,
Let your fingers tuck them in their place.
Do not forget the sidewalk rule,
When it comes to love, she likes old school.

Listen as she rambles around,
Notice the curves when she laughs when she frowns.
Remember to hold those tiny lil hands,
Lift her when she’s unable to stand.

To braid her hair keep an extra rubber band,
It's the small acts and not anything grand.
She runs around finding bits of peace,
Don’t be another war for her, be the one place that makes her feel at ease.

~Aabha🌈