Tapiwa

Not beauteuos to say but you more than A frog to kiss, In nous you inflicts these Emotions that spins round and round in My mind, irresistable and the pulse harsh. With a gaze to your splendid torso, brings Forth a maze, that I am lost in thy white Rimed perplexing eyes only my portray to See bewildered in the dark pigmented iris If not this be error, an optic nerve Beauty Then I have learnt to appreciate my lady And comprehend in nous my lameo not To voe thy affections. A figment of minds More than a fantasy... That you are even The reason to my dawn ejaculations awry Craiz as it is Tapiwa words cant weird all In that is deeply hidden in fragile hearts.