Just another love poem

I could tell you that my love is like a rose 
Or I could talk about a dream come true 
I could go on forever with worn out words 
But I can never find the right ones 
So here's another jaded love poem 
About the twinkle in your eyes like a star 
and the way I feel when I'm your arms 
I have never felt so much like a woman 
as I do everytime you pull me close to you 
And the feeling of your lips brushing my neck 
makes me feel like butter in the summers sun 
the way you run your hand along my curves 
like a sculptor finishing his clay maiden 
Your hand just fits perfectly it seems 
In that little spot below my waist 
then you pull me close into your body 
and we fit like some living jig saw puzzle 
with my head resting right on your shoulder 
The words you've heard before I'm sure 
Because this is just another jaded poem 
another way to try to tell you how I feel