Paper and pen might not ever be enough
To capture perfect descriptions of what my heart says
Words might not ever interpret satisfactorily
The palpitations the thought of her casts on my heart
I might not ever be able to tell
What it is her voice does to my ears
And when she laughs in those voice notes
That serendipitous giggle that’s a siren’s song to my heart
My words might not ever explain the musical notes
And how marvellously those cords are tuned.
I might not be able to ever tell
What it feels like to lay my eyes on her when she’s not looking
To stare into her eyes when and to feel immersed in them
Or just looking into that sumptuous bosom she sports
Or those well curved servings of African glory…
Well to say the possible least
She’s just this one Haven of a marvel that happened in my life
A Heavensent soul, an answered prayer
A massive addition to why I’m blessed
She’s a redefinition of what my dreams look like
She’s the best description of what awesome company is to me..
Sometimes my brain waves just wander into this thought that she’s this sole key that could free set this soul of mine from the pain that time deals onto life….
She’s my best description of Love
I know I’m in Love…