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Natasha The Smasher!

God-graced beauty, as soft as silk,
Your brown hair frames you well,
Your pupils, too, amid white milk,
So quickly cast their spell...
Like boomerangs, your eyebrows rest,
In wondrous symmetry,
Your God-blessed lips I think the best,
Yet all looks sweet to me...

Your hair cascades, twin waterfalls,
With highlights shining through
And suddenly my heartbeat stalls
While thinking, 'I love you! '
The spectacle before my eyes
Just takes my breath away,
As if I stroll in Paradise
In Heaven's streets today...

Are you an angel come to Earth,
No parents of your own?
Or are you here of mortal birth,
Your future set in stone?
To live as one of us, no more,
Just passing time each hour,
So beautiful, without a flaw,
Just like a Summer flower?

Natasha's such a noble name,
It's like a melting sigh...
Natasha, I can't stay the same,
No matter how I try...
I hope you find your special love
And feel as I feel now...
Till then you cannot know enough,
The words are hard, somehow...

To me, you're like a living doll,
A perfect, precious girl,
Someone with whom I'd like to stroll,
To dance with and to twirl...
Like Fred Astaire, I'd walk on air,
Set free by love's embrace...
Such thoughts thrill me beyond compare
Each time I see your face...

poem by Denis Martindale (January 2012)
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