Her eyes are bluer than the open sea.
The smile is like the sunset on this earth.
And the sight it blinds my eyes for, I see
The gentleness if her is from birth.
But soft was that of her quell lips on mine.
With the twinkle in her eyes was a flash.
Yet the taste in her mouth was that sweet wine.
With her nice and strong legs she runs a dash.
The amorous way she feels for I,
Is the same way I feel of her, I do.
I'll get her stuff in a blink of an eye,
Like to get her favorite food oh stew.
Although we love each other, it will last.
Dear lord I just hope it will be a blast.
Dec 5, 2011
Dec 5, 2011 at 6:15 PM UTC
Her eyes are bluer than the open sea.
The smile is like the sunset on this earth.
And the sight it blinds my eyes for, I see
The gentleness if her is from birth.
But soft was that of her quell lips on mine.
With the twinkle in her eyes was a flash.
Yet the taste in her mouth was that sweet wine.
With her nice and strong legs she runs a dash.
The amorous way she feels for I,
Is the same way I feel of her, I do.
I'll get her stuff in a blink of an eye,
Like to get her favorite food oh stew.
Although we love each other, it will last.
Dear lord I just hope it will be a blast.
This poem was an assignment in summer school and I really enjoyed writing.
I hope you do to