She

She,
She's the words of rhyming for every lovely prose,
She's the brightest sparkle on a sunlight waterpond,
They say,flowers are signs of love,
ambassadors of beauty,cargos of affection,
and ambience of peace,, well She's a whole garden,
The wine of her words makes me so high,I can drink it all day with her eyes,
Mirror on the wall she's all I'd want, because,Between the two land masses of our hearts,I found a strait called love!
And this am not letting go,,,so hun,,,why don't we find out how long forever is?