She eyed me playfully when she asked.
‘So, what did you like in him?’
I wanted to reply, but I said,
‘I don’t know!’
That night, as I lay there in my bed,
I thought ,’Well,what did I like in him?’
I like his hair. Yes,his hair!
That always stood straight erect,
and would never come down.
I like his eyes. Yes,his eyes!
That like a magnet, would attract,
no matter where you are.
I like his smile. Yes,his smile!
That like a spell, would mesmerize,
no matter how angry you are.
I like his nose. Yes, his nose!
And the way his lips curve,
whenever I pinch them.
I like his mouth. Yes,his mouth!
That would talk non-stop,
even when there is nothing.
I like his hand. Yes,his hand!
That has a bruise all along,
and a long lost memory.
I like his walk. Yes,his walk!
That goes like,
tickery tickery tock.
I like his shoulders. Yes,his shoulders!
Upon which, I wish I can rest,
for the rest of my life.
But, I like him as a whole,
Because he is the best!