Images of She
Everyday I view images, of a creature beautifully be
Through my eyes I see a maiden, such beauty in she thralls thee
It does not matter what she wears, or the way it's worn
She would look beautiful wearing rags, shredded ripped or torn
To her locks I mention, draped against porcelain skin
Like a magnetic I'm now drawn, her beauty draws me in
Next I value her loves, such intelligence abounds her soul
History, the arts and music, knowledge has been her goal
Everyday I view images, of a creature beautifully be
I can only feel so honoured, that she's fallen in love with me
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