Pictures

I sit and look at your pictures

But they can not do you justice

They try to relay your beauty

But cant even scratch the surface

Youre my beautiful fair lady,

And your beauty outshines the sun

You make the night skies envious

Your looks could capture anyone

Your eyes are such a deep see blue

They captivate me every day

Your burnette hair floats in the air

Like the weeping willow does sway

Your breasts roll up upon your chest

Like the greenest hills of Ireland

Your smile chases away dark days,

Like the sun on the horizon

Your hands are so soft and gentle

Like the fur of a baby lion

Your lips are intoxicating

Like the reddest of all wines

This could go on for all time

and my words couldnt do you justice

My words cant relay your beauty

They cant even scratch the surface