You - a poem

Your foster, I know now, a poetry
so clear and pretty, as your complexion,
written by God, contagious with tenderness,
to communicate our love forever in times.

You're the rhyme, inscribed in my soul,
melting words in verses of our hearts…
the lyrical balsam that calms inner passion,
besides filling my life full of emotions.

In my poems I see your bewitching face,
in gilded hair with the body to tone,
in your welcome, always smiling;
in our life, enjoying pleasures in abandonment.

Feel dawn skylines, when bordering the day,
when you wake up, so it can start off to me,
asking me, with sounds of affection, harmony,
again in love incidental, we solemnise in darkness.

Soft sentences put together the distances,
give the lenitive thing to alleviates the pain,
a circumstancial poem for pretending embraces,
and feeling live in love with luring allures.