Dedication to Tinkersquash

Love cannot be described by the beat of the heart
Or the way one wakes up satisfied by the sun
Not by the way one's mind flitters around like a butterfly
Or by just the simple rememberance of a common bond

Love can be only given by a true goddess
A goddess that lets it flow without reason or worry
Yet not a single one has my soul found
Until a foreign beauty showed me the way

With the heart of the purest gold
And the brains of a majestic dove choosing the safest course
The humor of the lonely clown begging for a laugh
And a smile that could melt snowcaps in one fell swoop

Figure that's formed of mountainous delight
Where so many men have dreamed of conquering
Yet were only destined to bow down at the base
To worship and bow humbly to whatever possible

And why would men waste their time?
With so many ways to dispose of that greedy lust?
Just for the very simple reason
That they yearn for that simple perfect moment

That moment when all of time stands still
And that glimmer of hope shines back into reality
When dreams are once again remade
And peace in all life is finally reached

What all men crave for in ever breath of life
That loving ecstacy that only the luckiest recieve
Is all wrapped up into one graceful package
The Danish Goddess that blows all men away.