A mushy poem (or rambling) for yer er-day

I like your face.
I would like to see it every day.
I like your eyes.
I would like to see them smile every day.
I like your hands.
I would like to hold them every day.
I like your lips.
These I wish to kiss every day.
I like your voice.
I would like to hear it every day... even if I may not listen too well.
I like your strong arms.
I would like to get lost in their embrace every day
I like your chest.
Here is where I would like to rest my head and hear your heart beat every day
I like your warmth.
I would like to be engulfed in it every day.
I like it all.
I never wish to tire of this nor take it for granted... every day.