Wednesday, 3 April 2013

April the 3rd


O, there is only so much I may say, 
or word and sing 
that'll tell a lady of how beautiful
she really is. 

Eventually, it'll all sound like one long stanza
going on for eternity 
just, perhaps, as this beauty 
that I think I will always see
in her, or in this world.

Sometimes it is simpler
to just allow my tongue 
to run into hers, so to speak 
one that she shan't be forgetting soon!

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