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Her eyes are of night sky, darkened yet soft consuming my heart, entrapping my mind. Lips like the pedals of a delicate rose, she is as an ocean of wonder whose depths I’d give my very breath to know. Her hair is silken, soft like the moons gentle haze, flows like a river round her angelic face. Gently fragrant of warm summer breeze, reminiscent of love only twice as sweet. Hey skin golden honey her body gently kissed by the sun, she is s powerful river through my heart does she run. Throughout all the wonders these eyes ever might see, they wouldve never seen beauty as is she to me. She is the truest of words inside every song, her voice like the birds serenading the dawn. Amazed and in awe my love that I am of thee. You are the reason my eyes were to see. The very purpose my hands were made to hold, a priceless treasure, who burns deep to my soul. In all of the heavens, the sky and of earth I thank God and the angels for letting mothers give birth. For if not then for them, would there not be you, and without you my love I simply could not do. You are the strength inside me this man without who I could not walk nor stand. For a wondrous woman does make a truly good man.
Copyright © Scot Garner | Year Posted 2019
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