You are vivacious and loquacious,
and with your airs and your graces,
in your eyes there is a light,
and, in your smile, there is a tenderness,
and it is a beautiful thing,
for your warmth it welcomes me so gently,
and soothingly as so finely you sing,
but from whence you came I do not know,
but I will not complain,
for you are like the summer sun,
and your mind is as bright,
and you are as refreshing as the rain,
and you have such strength in your heart,
and you are so caring and compassionate,
that with your gentle words I am easily overcome,
and how easily you stormed the battlements of my heart,
and tore them apart,
but I do not care for they were ravaged,
and damaged by another someone,
someone I had forgotten about,
but not the damage done,
yet, I welcome you with open arms,
and surrender to your charms,
for with you there is hope,
and I hope beyond all hope that you will stay with me,
and together we will be happy together as one,
for how glorious this day is sat whiling the time away,
enjoying your company,
and talking so openly in the summer sun.