You remind me of a Twinkie. Every time I bite into you, you cream in my mouth.
Caution: Please keep your distance. I might fall...for you.
I want to rosin your bow.
Do you like to be the numerator or the denominator?
You are the Apple of my i-Mac.
You light up my world like a piccolo lights up the sharp side of a tuner.
No, that's not an iPod mini in my pocket. I'm just happy to see you.
If there were any words to describe how beautiful you are, Webster would have to make a whole new dictionary just to describe your smallest feature.
If I move my lips half the distance to yours...and then half again..and again...etc. Would they ever meet? No? Well in this specific case I am going to disprove your assumption.
Is your dad an astronaut? Because someone must have put two stars in your eyes!