With Most All I Have To Give

Velvet of voice and cheek. Gymnist flexibility. Brunette locks down her neck, and joyful dexterity. Unfortunately taken, friendship is all for us to claim. For more, we'd be mistaken. We agree too often anyway. Quite young, and moreso wise with a smile that can bright many a' saddened eyes; she sings me through the night. Perhaps, in a parallel universe, I am writing her a different verse.