Wait Here, My Lady
wait here, my lady
let me get my camera
you are the perfect embodiment of beautiful
you are your own brand of art, and i get you
wait here, my lady
keep that natural pose
you come from a world only you can possibly create
i feel honored and privileged just to be even a small part of it
wait here, my lady
let me out this flower in your hair
you remind me of peaceful place beautified by a young, vibrant spring
i can never get enough seasons of you, and the degrees are neverending
wait here, my lady
let me kiss you till forever is done
you make Love Infinity fun
every angle of you exudes definitive radiance....just like a perfectly setting sun
Copyright © Marty King | Year Posted 2015
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