She is all, all of you
There is nothing that you would not do.
The sight is cause for heart to flutter,
And to force your speech to stutter.
For the merest glimpse will start you flying,
Towards the celestial sight you’re spying.
All around her an aroma wonders,
And the faintest whiff will cause you to ponder,
“What is that scent? That glorious thing!
Like flowers and honey, it makes my heart sing!”
And if she utters a single word,
Truly, a more glorious sound could not be heard.
The slightest of touches, a caress of the hand,
Your legs will melt, and you can not stand.
And a more noble soul you never will find,
She is loving, compassionate, gentle, and kind.
If she asked for all, all is what you would give.
But all that she wants is to love and to live.
If she is around, a feeling of total completeness arrives,
If she ever left you, you could not survive.
Whoever had her, there you would find,
The luckiest man, in all of mankind.