To My Love
Who can compare anything to thine eyes?They flirt with intrigue, define mystery.
Their beauty is present without disguise,
The most vibrant eyes in all history.
Who can compare anything to thy voice?
It couldst (like Helen) launch a thousand ships.
So pure that it makes the angels rejoice,
As tender melodies flow from thy lips.
Who can compare anything to thy love?
The greatest quality thou dost possess.
A burning passion, yet as gentle as a dove,
My heart with this love thou dost softly caress.
Impress me like a seal, onto thy heart,
Where I'll dwell forever, never to part.
Poetry by Michael G
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Written on 2006-09-25 at 18:59
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