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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Roses and Sunbeams Her scent wafts alongside her and sinks into my heart; For I have become fixated, by a desire for her touch. She was glorious and overpowering, from the very start; I am hooked and addicted to her love; she is my drug. She leads me to distraction, for in her I eyes I am lost; Hopelessly infatuated with her, I see only roses. She brings me to Heaven and my trust is all it cost; For she believes in my faithfulness and in her pocket are posies. Her words are like sunbeams, bringing light to my darkness And our candlelit romantic nights; shall never be soiled. She can remember my love and forget any bitterness; For I am here to cure her heart and our love can never be destroyed. She is eternally locked, within a memory of happiness; For she brings me warmth, when all else in the world is cold and black. I am alive when our hands are together; embrace me my Goddess. For I am enslaved by your beauty and I shall never fondness lack. I have no need to speak to her of my lust for her body; Because she can see clearly how much I love her; I glide. In her arms I am forever gladdened, by her proximity; But if she was ever taken from my eyes, I would surely die. I need her presence beside me, to guide me along; This story of a life, as of yet unseen by the world. But inside her I find, I am locked forever, she is our song; She is a poem, a poetess, a masterpiece…she is my girl. She is the flick of the last paint stroke, on the Mona Lisa; She is the full stop at the end of a play by Shakespeare. She is the last chip off the shoulder, of the Adonis sculpture; She is the seal to enclose the writings of a scripture of literature. She is the last second of pregnancy; she is a new born baby. She is the last, she is unique, she broke the mould; she is reverie. She is the Gateway to Heaven; she is the perfect lady. She is Gods day of rest after a week of creating humanity. She is the last heartbeat of my life and she is love… She makes me complete…she is the perfect finishing touch. (C)2011 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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