She comes, like a beacon from the darkness
Image of purity everlasting
With a grace that leaves anyone breathless
Roses weep with envy at her passing
With her sigh she makes my defences melt
Her skin is warm, sweet, soft, untouchable
With one look, my heartstrings are softly felt
With one touch my love submits to the pull
Her eyes hold feelings no one else can touch
Her long blonde hair falls down delicately
And as her lips says that she loves so much
So she’ll reveal all her secrets to me
We both fall in a pit without bottom
As the rest of the world is forgotten
25th October 2007
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