Your lips like silk,Your smile saccharine sweet.Your eyes plain, serious, simple,A connection when mine and yours meet.  Your hands perfect for mine,Your arms like home to me.Our heart's aligned,A love anyone could see.  The pure thought of you gives me shivers,I love when you smile at me.Your perfection never ceases,It's a constant thing to me.  And although you don't believe that I'm talking about you,I hope you take this poem as a chivalrous clue.Of my poem this is the last part,But I want you to know the mere sight of you pierces my heart.