My nose can't wait to get in there,
Fingers to run and eyes to stare,
You know that's sculpture that you wear:
The finest, high precision hair.

It's everything I want to know,
Short back and side with ear on show
Then bob and layers of luxury
Swept over where my thumb would be.

A glimpse of neck makes shiver mine,
Your teeth they flash like spring sunshine,
With stars a-twinkling in your cheeks.
Don't turn, your lips will make me weak.

They see your beauty, drip their tears:
Such delicately perky ears,
Determined chin and charming nose.
They tremble as you walk you know.