A love poem that I wrote for a girlfriend (now ex-girlfriend).
Her Beauty Is Most Pure
Her beauty is most pure
Freya is jealous at the sight of her, Aphrodite turns fiery green.
It would be a great sin to shun her powerful allure
With free-flowing earthen hair and eyes serene
She casts her spell of attraction on my feeble mind.
The flowers bend to soak up her heavenly light, and the birds sing her songs
Her voice captures my soul and leaves my heart entwined.
This angel should know that she belongs
Here on Earth where I can feel her touch.
Every moment spent with her is better than the last
I anticipate her warm and soft embrace so much.
The looks of this beauty are vastly unsurpassed
Elizabeth is a blessing to the human race
Whom I believe is more than just a pretty face.