Tuesday, March 11, 2014

Compliments of the Irish

The nose that sharply comes to a point
Short and thin as a greyhound at the gate
Your stature shows such excellent poise
Your deep blue eyes convey such a calm, collective state
Your voice brings out the intellect that exalts you
You are not first among women, for that would be an insult
For your words ring much deeper and more true
Than the rest of the people on this earth, for they seem dull
Your hair, short, neat, and such definably kept
The red and blonde mix that alerts the eyes
A pleasure to look at and a sight I'm ready to accept
How did you land unhurt, oh the logic you defy!
For you landed unscathed from the heavens above
Your beauty and intelligence merely compliment
Your very being, the core of you brings me to the point of love
So maybe I might be able to enjoy such a sweet, sweet sentiment