He walks with elegance and style
And throws the most seductive smile.
Far from those distant cloudless climes
He writes romantic verse that rhymes
And, in the aspect of her eyes,
She hopes he'll be her treasured prize.
And all that's best of day and night
Is mellowed in this warming sight.
One ray the less, one shade the more,
This man, for certain, she'll adore.
That warming smile upon his face
Has, in her heart, a dwelling place.
And o'er that brow and on that cheek
There hides a deepness and mystique
To charm the heart of many a maid
Who, in his path, has gladly strayed.
With smile that wins, with eyes which glow,
He surely is the perfect beau!
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