Time and again our paths bisect,for you are neighbour next door,occurred to be a women of intellect.And I a swain from obscure moor.Every time we greet, our eyes meet,wish I can tell you all my thoughts.Now I scribe on a sheet in night sweet,of your beautiful busty buxom delightsMy visions belittling choice words chosen,to portray, mesmerizing, marvelous, you.Wonder if all words in English, lessengrandeur, gorgeous, grace...