His smile tugs at my heartstrings
With a longing that never goes away
He smiles and just for a moment
I hold my breath and pray.
Is he from earthly origin
Or carved by angels above
Somehow I think it's the angels
Who made him out of love.
That perfect precision jawline
With two sparkling blue eyes
Soft lips waiting to be kissed
It's no wonder I idolise.
They added a sense of humour
With modesty thrown in
A huge amount of sex appeal
And just a touch of sin.
The angels looked and understood
They hatched a cunning plan
To help womanhood all over the world
They made this stunning man.
Now when the day is overcast
Or I'm getting some crap in my job
I just take a moment to stop and stare
At beautiful smiling Rob.
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