The eyes of my sweet love
are like deep reflecting pools
of crystal clear water
that one could stay in
until they drown
The lips of my sweet love
are shapely and succulent
and so lovely to behold
no one has wanted to be
kissed by them more than I
The hair of my sweet love
is like flaming strands of fire
my fingers long to run through
until they turn to ashes
The ears of my sweet love
draw the words of hope
and inspiration like a magnet
from this heart of mine
that was almost dead
but now is very alive again
Copyright © 2003 Rick Paulus
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