A rose's form does not compare
To the beauty of my lady fair
Her compassionate smile, her intelligence and grace
the perfection of her gorgeous face

The heat of Summer can never compare
to the warmth of my lady fair
Our companionship, her soft embrace
the way her tender kisses taste

$10 million dollars will never compare
to my priceless lady fair
A mere thought of her makes my heart race
no other person could ever take your place

The stars themselves do not compare
to the greatness of my lady fair
The luster of the stars simply fade away
when compared to the lovely radiance of Lisa Gay

Craig Chapman
Michigan, USA
Personal Site