Her eyes
shine
like the sun
(and trust me
I've seen plenty of suns)
Her breasts
are round
like the moon
(and trust me
I've seen plenty of moons)
Her smile
warms my hearts
like steam
from underground
Her hair
is like the flax
on Keldor III
blond and beautiful
She is lovely
and so I love her.
II.
Her wit is sparkling
like a spring
newly emerged from the ground
on a cold bright winter's day
Her intellect
sharp
like the fresh blade
of a knife
Her personality bubbly
like the brook
Her attention flitting
like the butterfly
Childlike and sweet
World-weary and tired
These both reside within her.
Deux residence
in marvelous paradox.
She is lovely
and so I love her.
III.
But she will die
she will get old
she will perish
and rot in the grave
while I carry on
ever, inexorably onward
me in my blue box
her in her coffin
but she's here
in the here and now
and so I love her.
Regardless of the future
Regardless of the past
She is here
now
and so I love her
and so I love her.