Michael P. McParland
Striking Beauty - Poem by Michael P. McParland
Skin so fair.
Luscious long black hair.
Big brown eyes right through me stare.
Small in stature.
Large in toughness that can fracture.
Perfect features I stare in rapture.
I cannot help but look at you.
Your perfect beauty is so true.
No need for make up, you're divine.
No need to ruin what is fine.
On your perfect proportions my eyes do dine.
The sight of you is such a crime.
The hearts you break,
with the sexiest smile known to date.
No other compares to you.
You're the pinnacle of God's greatest achievements.
No earthly man could hold such plans.
Most of all you're modest too.
That's why I am so in love with you.
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