A poem for Brittany must be devine
And can not be your everyday rhyme
Its words move with rhythm
And flow like good wine
They must cover the very essence
the peices of her soul
And tell things about her
like only and author can know.
Lets start with her eyes
its easie to start there
or better yet lets start with her hair
Those beautiful locks as brown as can be
so smooth like silk with a touch of hunny
and curls that will make any man lose his mind
And while we could now move on to her chest
alas I am a good author and thus must Digress
So let us move on to whats next for a while
And I honestly think it should be her smile.
And oh what a precious smile indeed
That fills your heart up with wanting and need
Perfected by lips not a shade to the wrong
And teeth so perfect am I to write such a song
The kind of smile Bards and Artists so long
and on to the next thing as everyone knows
It wouldn't be me without some words on her nose
and trust me oh how miraculious it is
this nose that sits between perfection and bliss
But now alas I come to the last
one more thing into immortality to cast
and Oh as an writer i just cant deny
writing some words about her sensuous eyes
now as a pervayer of art both fine and not
you see her eyes have put me on the spot
For ne'er have i seen such perfection displayed
with eyes on tainted by vessel or vein
and such amazing orbs of brillant doe brown
I pray i must never see these eyes frown
and there soft shape that gives brillant sight
makes them all the more beautiful in any light
so now i must stop no more shall I say
for i must save words and things for another day
but before I go I hope as you read
this poem has helped you truthfuly indeed
for as you know this is no surprise
your are seeing beauty through an authors eyes
