This woman

She always stands – a mountain; this woman of my dreams.

Her simple smile and inner wit remind me of moonbeams.

Perhaps one day I’ll understand the depth that is her heart

and I think that that will be my life’s journeys start.

I know it might sound ‘mushy’ but she deserves much more

and so I’ll pen my love for this woman I adore.

About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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