Ode To My Melina

Your smile is piercing my heart with its loving radiance. Patting a rhythmical pattern with total excitation Your enthusiasm is contagious as you take upon your dance gliding with an emotional cascade in complete relaxation. Playing with your puppets contented with your fantasy Enjoying the lighter side of life filled with exuberance Overflowing is the rainbow gleaming with intensity to guide your dreams to a fulfilling sensation. Cultivating your personal concept of total hilarity Joking with your toys suspended by your invigoration Sighing and lilting with your vocal acrobatics Bringing laughter you do cherish in its entirety as you growl a blues and pretend you're a fanatic. Indescribably captivating with your jubilation Searching for attention acting suddenly dramatic Yawning and rubbing your eyes waiting for serenity Cute as a button while sipping on your porridge Starring at the pictures drawn to a child's narration Consumed with nonsense until the scene's chaotic Unraveling Grandma's yarn found up in the attic. Also the tears shed amidst her pure frustration I will dry with sympathy to build a happy bridge. Secret are her feelings from her inner station. Sharing each waking moment with sensitivity Given a special aura so wonderfully charismatic Flabbergasted with her talents and ability to make a situation in whatever form or fashion. She is an angel of such proportions my elation rises as I give thanks for her health and creation. Stupefying the world with her magnetic attraction Glowing like a lighthouse and filled with compassion Taking my heart higher to a mountain's ridge Filling me with gratitude and positive reactions Exquisitely content and satisfied in abundance I am strengthened for all positive interaction No conflicts worry me I am so very ecstatic Thrilled with life and its simple luxuriance I have to pinch myself I am so lucky and quixotic Brimming over with a genuine furtherance of euphoria submerged in complete satisfaction. I can only exhibit my pleasure and appreciation. My existence on Earth is magically cosmic. Woven in a cocoon covered with elegance. My celestial being makes me melancholic. Swept away in a dreamboat lost in a trance Singing a lullaby so gently into her ears Swinging her cradle until she begins to frolic Teaching her about the ancient cavalier Getting her to roam about and truly begin to rollick Holding her hand through the wildest frontier Giving her stick-to-itiveness and all kinds of courage as she steps into the sphere of the supersonic.