Her

I look at her in awe.

Her beauty knows no bounds.

Her hair flows like the wind.

Her eyes a glistening brown.

Her smile is simply perfect.

Her body is quite the same.

Her heart is a dozen times bigger.

Than anyone else I can name.

Her soul is gentle like a stream.

Her rage as fierce as a river.

Her touch is so serene.

And her love is oh so tender.

My soul belongs to Noone else.

This woman has my heart.

I'll love this mystery woman for eternity.

Though we are forever apart.

I'm bound for hell.

And her to heaven.

As all angels rightfully should be.

The past that haunts me shows my path.

I'm bound for misery.

She'll be my drop of water.

While I'm torn to shreds down there.

But I'd take that over knowing.

That I never went nowhere.

It may seem sad.

It may sound wicked.

The sins I did commit.

But in the end, I'd do it all again.

In the end, she's truly worth it.
©jarnmarr