The Woman I Love




An epitome of perfection 

A custodian of beauty 

Teeth clear as jasper 

Eyes shiner than diamond 

Lips tender as a rose

Face engraved with purity

My innocent seductress

Adorned enchantress

I am bewitched by your beauty 

And captivated by your tenderness

Soft as silk 

Sweet as milk 

I wanna take you on Date 

I swear I won't be late 

Kiss you on the lips 

Talk about our kids 

Give u chocolate boxes 

Shower u with kisses 

Where u crafted by the goddess of beauty 

Or nurtured by the fairy of pretty

Were you created 

To prove me wrong 

That angels dont exist on earth??

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