Another painting in the sky,
His art never fails or goes awry.
You are more beautiful than a sunrise or a sunset,
your smile and splendor are the kindest things my eyes have ever met.
The sound of your voice is like the flowing stream,
and your figure causes even the fish to pause and beam.
You smell like a fresh cedar breeze,
your hand, I long to hold and gently squeeze.
I can just tell your mind is simmering like a dreamy stew,
would you share your thoughts with me, just a few?
About the Creator
Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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