I was entrapped to write to this
piece
Going on a voyage of rumination.
I finally fell into ocean of
thought of the woman of my dream
Have not seen one but I saw
someone like her.
At this sight, I became a diligent
student in the school of romance
I was seated in the class of Angelology
I offered Angelus with my hands
crossed for your fate to cross my way
A fortiori, I almost mistaken you
for Angeleno.
Ask me a woman of substance and
clarity,
And I will show the Angelic
Charity.
Ask me a lady of great fidelity,
And I will show the Angelic
Charity.
A woman of virtue and quality
Inestimably complex and full of
capability.
Her passion lies in the strength
of her capacity.
Let me tell you of her ability
She is a vault of pure heart and
sincerity
Her state of reasoning is nothing
but sagacity
Her actions and thought are the
outplay of her fecundity
My heart travelled in gravity
At the sight of the rapidity of
Charity's essentiality.
I still can’t believe this sight of angel in
reality
Iwalewa Charity, the dream of all
men,
The helmswoman of the virtue's
vault
This is my telic that Richard
should work hard before men do him hard.
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