Volta

My Sweet, you are a lovely sight;
You fill my heart with flush delight;
Today my eyes laid 'pon your face;
Would that this be for all my days.

Each day I see You I shall write,
A poem wrought with my heart's might;
For it grows strong and brave for you;
You are my strength in all I do.

When we next meet I shall write down,
Your words so sweet, they

Shit
That bitch
It's all shit
To hell with her