All Of You

After watching your appeal from every angle

there's a big romantic deal I've got to wangle

For I've fallen for a certain luscious lass

And it's not a passing fancy or a fancy pass

I love the look of you, the lure of you

The sweet of you, the pure of you

The eyes, the arms, the mouth of you

The east, west, north, and the south of you

I'd love to gain complete control of you

And handle even the heart and soul of you

So love, at least, a small percent of me, do

For I love all of you