She is a chunk of my dreams ethreal,
For how can one like her be real?
How can the imperfect nature draft perfection?
How can the one in heaven be so surreal?
No its not my biased decision,
No it ain’t my clouded imagination,
For I have seen the roses envy her fragrance,
For I have heard the gazelles talk of her grace,
For in her laughter I have experienced the roar of mighty falls,
In her eyes I swam deeper than ocean alls,
Her hair so dark they make the night seem brighter ,
Her face like the sun mistakenly out in that night dark,
Her breath like the lively breeze of spring,
Her touch like that of the fine silken sheets,
Her voice more musical than the divine song of the lark,
Her embrace can make even heavens fall,
The warmth of her body like life to the dead,
Her every act in the coffin of my heart another nail.
Now we are together lost from time,
Have forgotten this world and everything else,
The frenzy of love and passion unbridled is the one in which she stands unraveled .
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