What would it take?

A work in progress...

Roses bloom beneath her feet,

Ocean waves are captured in her gaze,

Sunlight pales when dancing on her skin,

And no other can be beautiful as she...

What shall it take?

What shall it take?

What shall it take, pray,

To show her how I feel?

I'd face a thousand legions,

Climb a thousand peaks.

Travel the deepest oceans,

And Space's furthest reach.

(*all of which are my greatest fears)

How can she not know?

The ways her eyes

Enchant me

With their inner light?

Much has she to show

In a mortal sense;

Such beauty one has never seen

Surpassed or equalled.

(*holy crap, any sense of poetry has been stripped to the bone...what the heck?! :P)

But it's her heart I like the most,

The beauty left unchanged by time.

Its song and light pervade from her,

Into the very air.

Let me start--she serves a King

Neath which, all other kings will bow,

A Redeemer, a Savior, the Risen Son

And with her heart, fulfills His...

...:( ugh! ARRRRRRRG!

Such a muse, and yet... :( NO WORDS!

That, my dear readers (the subject especially ;) hehehe...), is saying something. ;)

I've got more, but I can't find that stupid notebook. :P AND, you know who you are...;)

And, like I said...

VERY.

VERY.

ROUGHLY.

DONE.

:P

...sorry! :(