It's been awhile, but here's a little diddy I wrote up. Don't pick on it too much.
Whisper softly in my ear, you know the words to say;
Causing my heart to flutter so, turning somersaults within.
Those few words and how you say them, turn my legs to mud,
And my eyes to melted ice, tickling my upturned lips.
Spinal chills, up and down, in rhythm with your quiet breath;
I twitch and reel and laugh out loud, so say those words again.
"If life had no sense and I had to choose nonsense, then I too should consider this the most sensible nonsense."