**A guy wrote this for me after we had been going out for about three months. I really like it, but he wants more opinions than just mine.**
Love came, and brought sorrow
Too soon in her train
Yet so sweet, that tomorrow
It was welcomed again
Those who call it dishonor
To bow to her flame
If their eyes looked upon her
They would blush while they blame
I say all pearls gained whiteness
After her birth
And all violets have gained brightness
As this angel grew on earth
No man for his glory
Can fully say he flies
But that wonderful story
Is told in her brown eyes.
