Her
Her
She is the very definition of art
From her, my eyes refuse to part
Her lips are as sweet as cherry wine
Ever so tempting, oh so divine!
Her hair flows like a waterfall
My heart is at her beck and call
With her, I'm at a loss for words
My tongue has been taken by the birds
Her gentle hands caress my very soul
My heartbeats I have lost control
Her smile radiates a warmth that's soft
It feels like I have been taken aloft
She is definitely grace incarnate
My heart in her hands, I have left to fate
To yearn for her as humanly as I can
I can only follow the universe's plan