My Viking Beauty 2 Poem by LIGHTCHEERFUL BRIGGS

My Viking beauty in full sail!
The moon, sun and the stars
All in their stupendous magnificence
Paled in comparison to my Viking beauty…most cruel of beauties;
She's God's own glorious architecture
With eyes as big as her feet;
There's a hole in heaven
Saints look down on her
Wishing they were sinners.
She who brings upon us on earth
The dreams of love,
For if cannot exist in this world
That we have created.
For the hope there might exist on earth
Some corner of this paradise called love.
I would only dare but to have dance
With her in my wildest of make-believe;
She is too good to be true,
Too good to behold like the wind;
Oh, my Viking beauty.