Poems by Ronald Doe

I love your eyes and your soft sighs.
I love your inner beauty, too.
I love the way each passing day
You give a love so warm and true.

I love your clothes, your turned-up nose,
The way your precious kisses taste,
But most of all, my living doll,
I love the smile upon your face.

I love your lips and slender hips.
I love the giggle in your talk.
I love your class and your sweet sass,
The wiggle in your sexy walk.

I love your shrug and your warm hug,
Love your tender and warm embrace.
But most of all, my living doll,
I love the smile upon your face.

I love your look, the way you cook.
I love your heart, your soul and mind.
I love the way you laugh and play,
How you always treat me so kind.

I love the fact you are intact.
I love your style, charm and grace,
But most of all, my living doll,
I love the smile upon your face.

I love your charms, your loving arms,
How you hold me so tenderly.
I love the bliss, the happiness
When you're making sweet love to me.

I love when you get naughty, too
And kiss me all over the place,
But most of all, my living doll,
I love the smile upon your face.

She never got to dance
Or go to her own prom.
She never got the chance
To forget where she came from.

She never got to kiss,
A man she idolized.
She never felt love's bliss,
'Cause she was paralyzed.

She never got to talk
About love with a smile.
She never got to walk
Down a church's aisle.

She never got to say
Those precious words, "I Do."
But she was far and away
The strongest girl I ever knew.

She couldn't brush her hair
Or put make up on her face.
She couldn't hold you dear
Or give you a warm embrace.

She couldn't clasp her hands
As if in the form of prayer.
She couldn't understand
Why she was in a wheelchair.

She never showed her fears
Or let you hear her cries.
She never showed the tears
That fell down from her eyes.

She never looked for pity
Or sympathy from you.
That's why she'll always be
The strongest girl I ever knew.