A letter

Two story's into one. A good old mix up For all the lady's here.

A, letter to a word, a word to a line
a line to a story, a story to a heart.

Let us start:

Adam and Eve, not Abel, just could not leave
because Adam was Abad ‘don,

So it came to pass two people from the past
not knowing each. Be it chemistry or biology

In words, did a heart turn, that little something we learn
our inner souls-yearn? Released, triggered a beautiful pearl

Unknowingly, without speech. A touch of kindness  hidden deep
love of words not physical so natural. Earthly kind nature brings

A bond that joined, without a touch. Forever like, stars that blush
No twinkle, or starry eyes. �" I am bushed.

O.K. Jack, no going back. Forever timeless, Oh’ Avril, this joy
Do you see the small cloud in the sky? See how it joins, now one all

Unknowing this course, no not inter-

Words from brook, words form the oceans. Only in time will they gently
reach in motion.

Like chalk and cheese, could not please. So wonderful one’s stories tease
Is not the Milky Way so far. No’ not at all, are we not on a par

Time comes round once in a life. Heaven and earth constantly circle.
Just a moment, let me gravitate…………

Beautiful blooms abound this time of year.
So to the little fenn’ec, and so, what about the fenix.

Yes’ I pif’fle, do love trifle, don’t miss Tiff’in

I’m sure like the sweet-gum-tree that has a wonderful vanilla �" scent
Oh’ sweet Lady, Avril, that heaven sent.

 

From the oceans, and streams our work be Sung- by minstrels of old, so bold
Caring young woman so kind and sweet. Would she say boo to a goose?

A little shy? Oh’my. Could be, one is dainty �" petite.
Her true intent, not quite present. Do you live in a street or a crescent?

To read her works, so naughty �" raunchy. Sexual exploit, fable Mable.
Are you able, Oh’ I’ll scream. Never would see on a big screen

Can you still get brill-cream? Brilliantly written, exuberant
Yes’ the ooze, so like sweat, poor’s extreme.

Very polite so well spoken, believe a southern girl who’s woken
Is CA in the west for the best

Cherokee, Chor’taw are native people. Chow’der of course from Brittany

Do you know Cinderella, even Mary Poppins with her umbrella
I know your sister, yes, Tinkerbelle, from neverland.

I’ll buy you a coffee or even a swizzle. Don’t be late you will miss little Miss’al
Your attire-apparel says this girl is chichi.

Like the galaxy itself, our milky way. Brilliant company, and a shinning radiant beauty.
What more can I say? Her Aura- luminous, indistinguishable to our naked eyes, encircling
giving off charm.

Is this girl scrumptious, delightful �" first rate. Yes, I believe she‘s all of these, plus stylish,
smart and a wee-bit saucy, but nice with it.

Who is this Lady you ask!  Just look around you, it’s not a task. No need to speak, for we
can see.

You are the one with starry eyes and a little smile.

This is for you and your love of words.