A. F. Naturaliy

Her

Eyes like pools of wonder.

Sweet skin— like chocolate to the taste.

Her voice drips honey when she speaks.

The angels would grow jealous of her beauty.

 

The savoring moment of when we look into one another’s eyes.

Warm skin like hot water caressing your own.

Her love shines brighter than the sun.

Soul that’s clearer than glass.

 

Heart that’s as admirable as diamonds.

Lips like cushions you could rest on for days.

Her love is greater than any God’s.

I wouldn’t replace her for anyone and anything.