You...

You're a hot autumn, a burning river of intoxicating love.

Its almost like you are sent from above, a mysterious wonder.

My words not here to charm you, my smile not here to warm you.

Sincere, respectful and true.

I'm looking at you, you like an angel if we was to know what one was.

Definition of nature, true beauty that is rare.

A saviour from the dirt track, almost like a life art attack.

Painted colours so bright, taught things only natives could write.

Knowledge pours out like a flowing waterfall, so elegant to watch it fall.

Not one thing you do small, all in concurs of dawn.

Magical, steaming, wonderful man.

A gratitude to you, like a master kicking a tin can!

Joy so loud, mind so fond.

You are strong, I believe you can't go wrong.

You are born to be who you are, so free and full of spirt and charm.

Graceful, so warm.

You're a warm autumn, a scorching touch.

Missing you is always way to much.