A "Serenity" Pome

[seymoure]

Kaylee, Kaylee, there's a smudge on your nose,
It's engine grease, one would suppose,
In my heart is one belief,
I'd love to be that smudge of grease.
Kaylee, your eyes laugh and shine,
Your crooked smile is shiny fine,
Your laugh weakens my knees and spine,
Oh Kaylee, Kaylee, would you be mine?
Out here, in the farthest star,
You are what makes my heart sing,
No matter how close, no matter how far,
You are light and life and everything.
Kaylee, there's a smudge on your nose,
It's engine grease, one would suppose,
Until the day my heart doth cease,
I'd love to be that smudge of grease.