With glowing beauty she was defined,
Sapphire eyes seduced my mind.
Golden hair, cascading curls,
Pristine skin, the color of pearls.
Her melodic voice, her siren’s call,
Like a magic spell she did enthrall,
Enchanting grace, Perfection’s queen,
Ruler of hearts there in between.
My thoughts revolve around her face,
I long for her in my embrace,
To hold her close within my arms,
Fall victim to her loving charms.
Come what may, I’ll face the task
To have a chance is all I ask.
I only want to make her see,
Joy for her, can come from me.
2006-07-20
04:30:41
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