Reading Is a Must :D

Your skin glows like the strawberry, blossoms cute as the rose in the purest hope of spring. My yearning heart rises to your flute voice and leaps like a wolf at the whisper of your name, george. The evening ascends in on a great eagle wing. I am calmed by your shoes that I carry into the twilight of elephantbeams and hold next to my toes. I am filled with hope that I may dry your tears of orange juice. As my feet falls from my shirt, it reminds me of your waterworld. In the hushed, I listen for the last soft of the spring. My heated nose leaps to my skirt. I wait in the crystal moonlight for your secret pen so that we may as one, nose to nose, in search of the glorious green and spiritual park of love. (I did not write this, george is not my lover, and I have no clue what a spiritual park of love is. I did the love poem generator and this is what it did)