The part where I say a word and smile myself silly

A thought came to me today while waiting. To digress: I seem to send quite a bit of my time waiting nowadays. It always seems as if I am the person standing about or just waiting on peoples' plans to change so that my lifelong purpose of accommodating them may be fulfilled. Anyway. My thought is not particularly a new one. I have always liked the way the word 'love' sounds; beginning with a slight curl of the tongue to a slight pout and my personal favouritest (if there is such a word) bit, ending in a smile.