Perfection
His eyes are like the Bright blessed sun
Whispering words of the days to come
His lips are like the soft morning due
Succulent heaven of dreams to come true
Unbearably delightful, extremely Devine
A love like his is just too fine
Body well chiselled beautifully defined
a sculpture of his is hard to find
He is my inspiration, my one true desire
Taking in his love, takes me higher
My every breath, I breathe him in
Where has he come from, where has he been
This angel of Beauty, this marvellous prize
I'm in his arms of Glorious size
He makes me humble when he is near
not a soul nor evil shall I fear
He is mine, my soul mate my Heart
And I pray to the heavens that we may never depart
Submitted by Farah
Submitted by Farah