I see you.
Amber eyes set in sockets
of the strongest cedar
Cheekbones so high that they defy
The very law of gravity
Your outer beauty, that's truly evident
Renders women (including me)
Speechless.
Your heart beats in time with mine
And I've never encountered a mind
So divine
Your sweet lips move spouting mellow smooth
Words that take me to heights higher than
The heavens above
And leaves me yearning for a taste of your love
Singing me a sweet, seductive song
Of awakening in your arms at the break of dawn
Thoughts of your lips and placing upon them a kiss
Has to be the very definition of pure bliss
You're so kind that it's cruel; to think that you
Can't be duplicated and shared with a few
Lucky women.
Their only sin is coveting
The one thing on Earth that I wanted first
Trust me; they're forgiven
Because God above knows that I intend on winning
Your heart, your mind and entertwining our souls
To add your last name after my first
Is my goal. I want to bear your daughters,
Raise your sons in your image.
Repopulate the world with the gifts of
Your direct lineage.
I want everyone to know
That there is a loving God and Creator who
Saw fit to bless my life with the man
That is you.
About the Creator
Syncere
Syncere (noun) An author/poet & barely tolerable human being. Masterful trickster of family & friends, as they actually support her. In another life, could've been a failed comedienne. In the grand scheme of the multiverse, she already is.
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