My Dearest Love (Rudbeckia Deamii) Poem by john (called jack) wren

My Dearest Love.

Who is this with the coal black eye?
Who sends my senses all awry
And roots my feet upon this spot
Then ties my heart into a knot.
My thoughts start to pirouette
Around my head like roulette,
Is this the one I'm searching for?
Is this love knocking at my door?
When dressed in startling yellow
She makes my cold heart mellow,
And those all around her feet
Start to look drab and obsolete.
This beauty of the wild outdoors
Who cannot fail to find applause
Now lingers lovingly by my side
My dearest love, my black eyed bride.

Black-eyed Susan