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I MET A GIRL

I met a girl,
On a hot,humid afternoon in the African Savannah,
She floated into my sight in a haze,
As if the afternoon heat had set my heart ablaze,
With flames of passion that left my mind in a daze,
Leaving me to only stare and gaze.

I met a girl,
On a hot, humid afternoon in the African Savannah,
She had this exquisite slender frame,
Dainty and delicate like that of a porcelain doll,
Her smile was so beautiful that when it came,
I suffered a dizzy spell and almost took a fall.

I met a girl,
On a hot, humid afternoon in the African Savannah,
Her spell-binding beauty set my soul at ease,
Basking in the warmth of her glow in total bliss,
Her enchanting eyes twinkled in a playful tease,
Leaving me wishing that I could steal a kiss.

I met a girl,
On a hot, humid afternoon in the African Savannah,
She was the image of a fairy tale Princess,
Beautiful and graceful with a skin so flawless,
Her smile lit up her face and left me breathless,
My thought stream confused and flowing so aimless.

I met a girl,
On a hot, humid afternoon in the African Savannah,
I was awestruck and overcome by the fluttering in my heart,
Smitten in a way that shook my soul to the core of every part,
Reeling from the shock and effects of being hit by cupids' dart,
Feeling the tendrils of young love on its start.

I met a girl,
On a hot, humid afternoon in the African Savannah,
Since then she envelopes my dreams like a coating of morning dew,
And fires up every second of my conscious minutes each moment anew,
Igniting my life with passion tastier than a bowl of steaming stew,
For the joy and inspiration, I'm so glad I found You.
©Patolyer 2014.










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