To my wife, I digress
'tis your beauty I love best
Not ever nothing less
Twill never fade to nothingness
'tis my wife to whom I adore
It's her who still takes my breath
Her sincere eyes in my opine
Light up darkness with shine
Her scents my nasal bloom
Captures my mind like an opium boon
Her very essence makes me high
One droplet sends me soaring t'sky
I'm certain to my minds eye true
There will never be another you
So for the thirtieth time
An ode for you my pretty Valentine
thank you
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Author:
Shakerite (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Pre tester for the big day next Wednesday.
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