The days are long and the years are short
A rose plucked from the vine
Gives its perfume
For as long as it’s kept alive
The way I feel for you
And the effect you’ve had on my life
Perfume and thorns and all
Raise such petals of praise
As high as Heaven
And to such heights
I raise my verse
And shout I love you.
Every colorful curve and line of your body
Is a statue and a skyscape
Whose clouds and hue
Generate images
Dreams of a lovely realm
Worth inspiring a man
To make the world better
Such as my desire
For me to lay down a red carpet
Respect known only to angels
And admiration as precious as
A princess in pearls!
How can it be such beauty walks with me
That I a humble poet so poor
In pocket but rich in words
Dare to lift you above all others
And presume my lowly creation
Worthy of such company
My heart is gentle
Sincere in motivation
And devoted in purpose
To make you a better world
Adorable and cherished
Reigning over me forever.
Copyright © 2022 Charles Edward York
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