Beautiful Rodes

Just a little poem I wrote, it's pretty bad... and I fall out of the rhyme scheme for a couple lines...

To me I wish there would be

A person who is right for me

But now it seems I have met one

Truly vibrant, perfectly done,

Her beautiful emerald eyes

Shine with amaranthine beauty

Eyes I lose myself in everyday.

Her skin, perfection incarnate,

Silk holds no candle to her hair,

I believe she may be a goddess

Though she is forever modest;

And I am blessed everyday

I get to spend with her, every

Moment is an eternity

I yearn for her when with her I

Am not, and I cannot breathe when

With her I am, for I love her

With all that I am, I love her

She is the most beautiful Rode,

A Rode I wish to travel until I’m old