GJG Elton

(Philadelphia, PA)

Year After Year


Her silhouette to see, so lovely shaped,
she wears her beauty, finely draped.

Her beauty, it graces, those around,
and throughout her world, it still confounds.
To know her, love her, desire and worship,
none of us men, are properly equipped.

Loving, eyes, like a goddess' jewels,
her smile it knows, no bounds, no rules.
Luscious lips, that feed desire,
a passionate embrace, that stokes men's fire.

Reconnected now, I wish her to stay,
I love her more, each night, each day.
Us, together, there should be no delay.
Grant this wish, I'll forever obey.

A beautiful woman, so easy to love,
were I a believer, she's sent from above.
My devotion, and love she never need fear,
for I, will love her, year after year,

after year.

Copyright © 2014 -

Submitted: Monday, April 07, 2014
Edited: Monday, April 07, 2014

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