With love and compassion, her heart is laced
Lace up and hug her, for at every breathe of "Its fine", tears have braced
Still yet to be embraced but unfazed, she is beauty and more than what's written on her face
She's a maze, a maze of warmth
The feeble minded will not understand her mystery because that is her weapon, Amazing.
In so deep, in so far down into the bliss to fall in,
Curved all round so you can fall in,
Like her infectious smile, she's all bended around
When she touches you, your senses begin to spin around.
Words have always failed to bring the true emotions around, so spin round and round we go, on your essence the world spins, round and round we go!
This poetry is a failed attempt, so round and round we go!
...because you cannot bless the greatest blessing God gave to man.
We love you...
Yours ever,
Men.
Men.
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