She is a simple poem, enveloped in a complex song A stroke of a pencil, gradually compelled to a beautiful art form. The heart of the old school to love her man til her dying day with the soul of the new school to lay his head down and take the stress away. A tower of strength from which family & friends take light yet a lake placid that soothes and calms to restore and build new life... Capable of a mother's love without flinching, always steady with the inward build of a daddy's arm always strong and ever ready. In her eyes you'll find the spirit of the sky with the air in her cheeks, you feel the wind when she smiles. Behind that stare stands the floodgates of the deepest seas her voice hums hymns, Heaven's gates swing wide to the prayer of her key. A complicated melody, with the elements at her hand A soul built on the tears of others, taking their strain on with her own while still maintaining that elegant stance. His perfect fit, folding into his perfect frame delicate to the heart and will love him with no shame. And because she is so fearfully and wonderfully construed she is complex and impeccably suited She is wonderfully and beautifully Human.
Dr, CH. MD |
