To me you are the exquisite bubbles of foam atop the sea
A Venus amongst the many Pandoras in this universe-
'tis your lovely face that showed your bloodline to me
Who, caught in its rays, had to abandon any converse.
Surely you have a clue on what you do to poor ol’ me
And know that your smile, alike a pearl-white moon,
Was made to long for when not out for all to see
A guiding light to look for during our trip in life's lagoon.
Honestly, there must be a dazzling sun somewhere on your inside
Because its lovely heat mirrors in your warmth and bright green eyes.
You appear in my thoughts like sand is accompanied by the tide
Sometimes absent but always bound to me by scientific ties.
Excuse me, my Darling, but that all just had to be said,
You inspire me to dance there where Shakespeare has tread.
Feb 6, 2013
Feb 6, 2013 at 7:35 AM UTC
To me you are the exquisite bubbles of foam atop the sea
A Venus amongst the many Pandoras in this universe-
'tis your lovely face that showed your bloodline to me
Who, caught in its rays, had to abandon any converse.
Surely you have a clue on what you do to poor ol’ me
And know that your smile, alike a pearl-white moon,
Was made to long for when not out for all to see
A guiding light to look for during our trip in life's lagoon.
Honestly, there must be a dazzling sun somewhere on your inside
Because its lovely heat mirrors in your warmth and bright green eyes.
You appear in my thoughts like sand is accompanied by the tide
Sometimes absent but always bound to me by scientific ties.
Excuse me, my Darling, but that all just had to be said,
You inspire me to dance there where Shakespeare has tread.
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