I’m totally exhausted, so I’ll leave you with a wee poem I wrote almost a year ago.  I shall return Friday evening with some new and original material.  Not sure what yet. 

Exquisiteness, youth and brilliance in motion,
Her purest of thoughts are my celestial notions,
Bringing forth perceptions of wonder and desire,
My heart skips as fanciful lips fervently enquire.

Her mystique, spirit, heart, and soul so tranquil,
Her adoring smile that rushes forth life’s grandest thrill,
Her ways of caring, nods of affection,
Beauty and grace; a tantalising deception.

She evokes love and kindness, from deep inside,
A deluge of emotions, setting forth a great tide.
She gingerly paints a world so serene
That life will never become a routine.

-Jefferson Davis-