Effervescent Fizz

an angel’s face a cherub’s heart a devil in blue jeans her eyes say what lips may not with tender glance it seems could I ever hope to want what is so out of reach what is it that she has I find so thoroughly complete I stare in wonder stand in awe before unfinished work gaze upon a tranquil beauty where only angels lurk I wish I could identify that explosive additive the special spark that’s hers alone and only hers to give how different life would have been if I had never met this fascinating lady first seen in silhouette what I need, what I want and what I have to have is not a passing fancy or a backward wayward glance whatever happens, happens whatever shall be is I thank the Lord he’s let me see her effervescent fizz