Poetry

Aspects (#876)

That wonderful look in your eyes,
Amber of sun, blue of the skies,
The warmth in your smile,
That tarries with me a while,
The sweet taste and tingle of your kiss,
Certainly, the taste and feel of bliss,
Calm tenderness of your touch,
Nothing grabs me quite as such,
The sweetest honey in your voice,
Turns my head without choice,
The delight of your accent and talk,
Certainly, you’re a southern princess even in walk,
Ruthlessly witty and smart, so very sharp,
Still are you an angel even if you hide your harp.

Any Thoughts?

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