What you are to me

by Randy East

Tender eyes of Sapphire
Hair as pure as gold
Everything about you fits gods perfect mold

Passionate and perfect
Essence of a rose
Rivers run ramped rearing
For the ground that you have chose
Earthquakes e'er endure the
Casual calming you impose
Time turns totally timid and in your wake it slows

With every first letter of this poem
I express what you are to me
Forever, now, and for all
Eternity

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