As I have never been graced with such an honor as this.
Seeing her exquisiteness, hand carved magnificence,
Minutes evaporate, left speechless at His creation.
Foolishly hearing her swear she's "just plain",
Like she's the norm and other could be the same.
I rebuttal profusely, furiously unequivocally,
For what's said plain, is oh so beautiful.
The realest beauty, without contention,
Immaculate in its' purest intention.
Walking into my life, at times wondering what it's meant,
As I fall into her eyes and feel her strength.
Pools of endless emotions, trials through the years,
Visions of paths traveled and trails full of tears.
Compassion and passion, shared with those she loves,
Often wondering could I be one that she loves?
Hold the question, let that be one for another day,
If found worthy, maybe she'll love me the same way.
Hints of sorrow,
Instantly comforting for her better,
Silence is her weapon choice, leaving traces all mute.
Struggling to smile, covering where she's most vulnerable,
As her skin glistens under the stars, I find I'm most humbled.
She dances on the edge, between beauty and grace,
One look in her direction, puts a smile on my face.
Curves of her face are so delightful to behold,
God has given her features, in measure untold.
Holding fast to her smile, formed with lush lips,
Her hair raised, so her charmed is never hidden.
I am enamored, my soul can't possibly handle,
She is without a doubt or reservation, so splendidly gorgeous.
Written from my soul, I swear these things are true,
For I'm only attempting to describe, what I see In my View.
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