Like Some Sweet Melody!

She is, to me, like sunshine spread Throughout a winsome day, I think of her like new-made bread, Or roses as they sway, Yet when she sits, or stands, or walks, I sense her harmony And feel such pleasure when she talks, Like some sweet melody... There is the casting of love's spell So powerless to halt, Despite the fact, I know so well, This girl is not at fault... Can beauty hide itself from Man, Like shadows of the night? As if obstructing God's great plan That beauty grants delight? Can I dismiss her perfect smile, The blushing cheeks I cause, Each time I linger for a while, With she who shares no flaws? Or tell her, go, find someone new, Yet who could love her more? Or say so gently, 'I LOVE YOU! THE GIRL MY HEART BEATS FOR! ' To fall in love, was destiny, To whisper in her ear, To kiss her lips, pure poetry, Perfection loved most dear... Like-minded in our thoughts as well And spirit-blessed within, God Himself has sent an angel, This human heart to win… Yet am I worthy of her love, So freely now bestowed? And is my love for her enough, So ever gently showed? I pray God quickens such a bond, That life would seem too short, For my love truly goes beyond My every waking thought... Denis Martindale June 2016.