• Her raven tresses lay soft & sure
    Like a waterfall, so clear, so pure,
    Upon her shoulders, snowy white
    Like the moonlit glow on a winter's night.

    Her eyes alight with passion anew
    Like the meadows glittering morning dew,
    Burn deep into my heart & mind
    Like a Summers day her beauty shined.

    Her touch so gentle, velvet hands
    Like the deserts rolling, warming sands,
    Sends tingles through my very soul
    Like an Autumn days romantic stroll.

    Her heart so fragile yet warm & strong
    Like the Larks most enchanting song,
    Causes me to stumble & fall
    Like a baby's first attempts to crawl.

    Her very being excites me so
    Like a fairground ride, my senses glow
    She'll be forever my model girl
    And I'll be forever in a whirl..