The Upward Glance

I could sing about love
From the moment I wake
I could read the great novels
But I'm not sure they'd take

So I've read the hours away
And I've sung the silvery verses
With all the right faces
I've had you entranced with every word I say

But those sweet nothings
They're just that
Little whispers for the taking
Because we haven't yet met

I'll be your pet
And you'll be mine
For never have I ever
Had a perfect Valentine