When I chanced on you in the street
My loving lustful heart skipped a beat,
Heaven opened with the view of a face
That was beautifully yours with grace
Of a sight from your post demeanour
That I savour still every time I wonder
In a chilling chill which does so fulfil
Your instil that I find a thrill of my will.
When you spoke I so uttered a silent prayer
That I would never leave you standing there,
As I was instantly smitten with your beauty
That is beautiful which is a bountiful bounty
In my minds eye, and dare I pry to so try
To offer out a hand which would be a high
With an ecstatic feeling healing my pining
Of wining and dining in a hope of loving.
Copyright Andrew Stevenson 23/09/2024
Thank you. Love love, Andrew.
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