7h
My dearest friend Isabelle,
We’ve not known each other for long,
But don’t you find it peculiar
How well we get along?
What isn’t there to admire
When from the very first impression
You reeked of such charm,
That you instantly earned my affection?
What isn’t there to love
About your gentle psyche?
And your keen, ardent eyes,
And your superlative artistry?
Just know, dear Isabelle,
That I mean what I say,
That you truly beguile me—
Enchant me in every way.
And I am so proud
To have you as a friend!
So I swear that each time you have
With me is worth to spend.
We’ve not known each other for long,
But don’t you find it peculiar
How well we get along?
What isn’t there to admire
When from the very first impression
You reeked of such charm,
That you instantly earned my affection?
What isn’t there to love
About your gentle psyche?
And your keen, ardent eyes,
And your superlative artistry?
Just know, dear Isabelle,
That I mean what I say,
That you truly beguile me—
Enchant me in every way.
And I am so proud
To have you as a friend!
So I swear that each time you have
With me is worth to spend.
I decided to just upload this for some reason. I know I haven't been here in a while, but it just so happened that a character from my novel was a poet, so I decided to steal his work (I mean, technically it's MY work because I wrote him, but oh, well...)
