I bestow
upon you
my adoration and love,
for I have beheld your beauty,
and am in awe of you.
Your eyes
shine
as the stars of heaven,
your lips are the colour of the sunset,
and as sweet as honey.
Your neck
is as an ivory tower,
your bosom, like sisters of desire,
your belly, like the hard flat plains of the
desert,
and I long to explore the richness of your
valley.
My breath
is all but stopped
as I gaze upon your loveliness,
at the way your long tresses of golden hair
caress your shoulders.
The way
your nose wrinkles
when you smile,
a smile that causes a small dimple
to play upon your cheek.
Beauty is
your name,
perfection your attribute,
and I am but a pilgrim
on a journey to worship at your altar.
Look upon
me with kindness,
turn not away from my attention,
rather, entertain my longing,
and satisfy my want.
Then my
days will be filled with gladness,
and my nights with serenity.
forever will your name be upon my lips,
and your beauty in my vision.
by David Ronald Bruce Pekrul
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