For You - Poem by Archie Roberts
The stars tell the story with an illumination so strong.
Brightly paves the way of a love never wrong.
Your eyes matches their beauty, your face their strength
Your face shine as brightly, your hair flows their length.
Love is like the stars that are steadfastly still.
Never want for nothing, only doing God’s will.
Love is as patient as a stature stands in place.
Never moves to and from, with a smile on its face.
Love is devoted as the angels in the sky
Love never makes you sad, sad enough to cry.
My love for you cannot be put on any scale I know.
I see and feel it everywhere and every place that I go.
Your body is like the ocean whose beauty is so deep.
Unexposed and concealed, your virtue for you to keep.
For one man, and one only to discover your many treasures.
To bathe in the joy of your love and future life of pleasures.
Your skin is like silk, so soft and so smooth.
Your mind remains closed for one man to soothe.
Love is sure and love is kind
God’s touch has transformed this love so divine.
Your legs are like the mountains getting stronger as they go higher.
Like the sunset that sets between the mounts with the fire of desire.
Your feet are like the pyramids that has stood for the years.
Strong and planted firmly without any fears.
The touch of your hand I feel, the smile I notice on your face.
Is inviting, tantalizing and wanting for a warm, powerful embrace.
The lotion on your skin glistening in the light of the moon.
Like the motion of the sea, a ripple coming so soon.
A ripple as I slide my fingertips across your silky skin.
Burns in my mind burns in my soul again, again, and again.
Your beauty, your soul, the locks of your hair
Wanting and missing you till God puts me there.
Together with you I want to be and together I want to stay.
For tomorrow and the future, we but first start this day.
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