When my husband and I met, then and there- my heart was set

On this man with charm and class, I fell hard, and I fell fast

No one makes me laugh like him, with that quick wit on a whim

His tall, dark, and handsome looks; not to mention- he reads books 

But I cant quite hide my smirk, over my man’s little quirk

Takes his coffee with delight, extra sweet and way too light 

With no bother to measure, scoops that sugar with pleasure 

When I first learned, and after, I just can't hold my laughter 

When I hear his deep, man voice, ordering the sweetest choice 

Very light and way too sweet, then calls it his "special treat"

With no sugar left to share, is coffee even in there?

To add to his odd favor, he adds caramel flavor

And as sweet as that may seem, he still thinks it needs whipped cream

He knows I just like teasing- even though it's displeasing 

Sugar-loving guy, and all... still looks like a damn Ken Doll