VaneWorks

She is nothing short, of a golden goddess. A lovely girl, innocent and modest. Her blonde hair shines, her soft skin glows. Her beauty equivalent, to a pure gilded rose. Bright-eyed and noble, a wisdom beyond her years.... Her sun-like radiance, that dries up my tears. Darkness can't touch her, and corruption has quit. Like two infatuated lovebirds, near a warm fire we sit. Me in her arms, her dearly beloved. A happiness like this, is all I have coveted. She treats me well, and I return that with gratitude. No words are spoken, we've no need for a platitude. Her warmth is inviting, and her smile lights up my life. I hope one day soon,