I Love to Write

Dreaming of the perfect one,
Who’s just as blinding as the sun.
With radiant and reddened hair,
Standing there without a care.

I wonder if she even knows,
How much her beauty always shows?
For in her deep and dark brown eyes,
Hides a soul that might surprise.

Every single one she knows,
Even those considered foes.
For in those eyes I see perfection,
Heightened by her fair complexion.

Her elegance and stunning ways,
Becomes the climax of my days.
With her soft and sexy skin,
And her beauty deep within.

Carried by her luscious legs,
That bring me to my knees and beg.
But nothing compares to her smile,
That completes her gorgeous style.

For every day she lights the way,
In a world that seems so gray.
And now I pray I’ll never see,
A day she isn’t here with me.