Autumns colours dance through sable locks
\nenriched with plum
\na classic structure
\nof sweet bones and skin
\nso unlike some
\na smile, so utterly whimsical
\neyes promising up a storm
\nthe sunlight picks out sweetness
\nand a countenance as warm
\nas any
\nyou are beautiful
\nyou mean everything to me
\nyou have that air of confidence
\nand that look of constancy
\nyou excite me with your simple gaze
\nthere is no one, who could be
\nas charming
\nor as enchanting
\nor as a adorable as thee<\/p>\n
a strength
\na pure vivacity
\na love that comes across
\nher loving son and the animals
\nin her life a splendid floss
\nso very fine and fulsome
\nmagic and mystery
\nI love her like no other
\nfor so adorable is she<\/p>\n
her style bound up in cottons
\nin lace she’s looking chic
\nshe has the power to blend clothes
\nto layer them and tweak
\nwhat others might might find ordinary
\nbut in her hands we see
\nsuch magic and artistic flair
\nfor adorable is she<\/p>\n
of’t at night I think of her
\nwondering how she be
\nmundane jobs and household chores
\naround a bout we see
\nshe moves like a soft dancer
\nshe truthfully is sublime
\nmerits every thoughtful glance
\nand clearly every rhyme<\/p>\n
I love her as no man has ever loved
\na women, she
\nis, the most adorable
\nin all of history
\nI so want to be confident
\nand positive tonight
\nin my heart I feel there is
\na really bright pure light<\/p>\n
and she has kind of helped me
\nhoned me if you like
\nwithin her she has music
\nshe has magic she has flight
\neverything about her
\nis lovely in every way
\nshe is so adorable
\nand I love her more each day<\/p>\n
the spirit of the wise one
\nout in the woods we see
\nshadows and the moon above
\nand walking along with me
\nso lovely in the evening mist
\nthat sweeps down off the hills
\nand casts its eye upon her
\nas the softest starlight spills<\/p>\n
each facet is remarkable
\neach moment is divine
\neach heart beat fills my inner self
\nand truthfully I shine
\nfor with her there is no one
\nwho I would rather be
\nwalking with, her magic
\nis so miraculously<\/p>\n
comforting and creative
\nand can lift a soul into
\na completely different countenance
\nwhich she, well, just can do<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Autumns colours dance through sable locks enriched with plum a classic structure of sweet bones and skin so unlike some a smile, so utterly whimsical eyes promising up a storm the sunlight picks out sweetness and a countenance as warm … Continue reading