I absolutely love your mind
Your style, your grace I hope to find
Your strong, tall and very fine
Your love, your spirit totally devine
Your my lover, my friend and my master
Why did I have to be such a disaster
Yet I pray, hope and love
seeking The Gods help from above
That someday I'll see your eyes shine
looking, telling me you're all mine
Great rhyme, meter and well told.
Regis