Do you see the picture I am painting in view,
Its of and for that pretty girl you.
Who, I have been creating in mind,
Your figure complete voluptuous stacked.
Body nurturing for my soul, thoughts watering for me to think.
Lofty ideas bubble up into steam,
Seeing you in a dress blue summer yes.
Yes, I see the picture you are painting,
A vision stirring my heart’s admiring,
Where thoughts become strokes, softly touching,
The form of she who keeps me smiling.
A beauty I’ve nurtured in crafting mind,
Voluptuous, flowing, near fine.
Her essence feeding my soul to climb,
Her laughter echoing dreamtime.
A blue dress dancing in summer’s breeze,
Sunlight playing upon her knees.
She is my muse, I hold and kiss,
Framed in breath, sealed with bliss.
The living image coming into sight.
How beautiful you are my light.
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