Ever indebted I am to her beauty, <br />An eternal gratuity to her furtive grace. <br />She who spun this globe so astutely, <br />From saccharine thoughts beyond time and space. <br />Her love a visitorless treasure; <br />Her thoughts an endless stream of bliss. <br />Onward orbits her twining measure, <br />Inebriating ripeness upon her lips. <br />A billion pleasingly sweet princesses <br />In one glance of her gorgeous loveliness, <br />Beyond all pleasure a word addresses <br />Or borrows vocabulary to express. <br />My humble gratefulness could swim any sea, <br />A ravishing beauty she may ever be.<br /><br />Albert Price<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dream-madam/
