Friday, August 12, 2011

A Love Poem





My love, she is fair,




with her wild tangly hair,



and rows of white pearls when she smiles.




Her alabaster brow enchants me (and how!)




and her backside, it goes on for miles.





6 comments:

  1. Perfect! I especially love "and her backside, it goes on for miles"♥ Miles???

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  2. I love this house... every time i pass it i wish it was for sale. And, that it was on a different street. :) Do you love the one just a block or two east of it... with the perfect lines of little hedges in front? A-maz-ing!

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  3. Dreamy. I have a crush on a particular house too. Shhh...

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  4. Rebecca, it IS for sale! How's that for taunting? But yes, it is in the absolute worst location, although I did actually consider it for a moment... Darron really likes that other one you are talking about. I wish so much that that street would go through some sort of renaissance. Those homes are so gorgeous. *sigh*

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  5. I'm in love with so many houses, it's hard to believe that there is any room for more, but I'll add this lady to my collection.

    I love a good backside.

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