Grace is displayed in every movement,
Elegant in all aspects of poise and stature,
Simply no more room for improvement,
There is majesty displayed in every feature,
You are a queen and I a mere peasant.
All the words that one may endeavour,
Do not suffice to describe your splendour,
Everyday I spend is a day spent fettered,
Love is the bond that holds me inhibited,
I am humbly asking for your attention,
A thousand years could not waver my affection.
Sophisticated and pleasant,
My fingers type with you in mind,
I feel empty when you are absent,
There are none equal that one could find,
Heaven has one less angel present.
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