Your eyes are an epic poem
They tell the world about your grace.
The look upon your face.
Can melt hearts miles away.
Your arms are a warm embrace.
Safety, security, the absence of ill.
They represent how I feel
When I feel them surround me.
Your voice is a silken shroud.
So gentle, flowing like a stream
Sometimes I dream
That voice is soothing me to sleep.
Your love is a saving grace.
I was lost in the wilderness. Then I met you.
What to do
When you meet the perfect girl.
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