A match made in heaven

In my wildest dreams, I would never imagine,

Finding myself, in a match made in heaven,

What I see in your eyes, is kindness and bliss,

And a little mischief, Which I can’t resist,

So delicate you are, but courage no doubt,

As for your looks, you are a knockout,

I’m in love with girl, who is ever so humble,

God how I yearn, for an intimate fumble,

For what you must know, about my lovely Michelle,

Is her sex appeal, is as deep as a well,

I can no longer control, myself anymore,

When I’’m looking at her, my jaw hits the floor,

With my hands on her hips, I have to confess,

That it causes my jeans, untold amounts of distress,

I’ve never experienced, being turned on quite so much,

How exhilarating, is her beautiful touch,

I’ve fallen so deeply, how you I adore,

I know I can’t live, without you anymore.

— Alan Firmin