Eyes so bright

A cold dark December day, you left for a land far far away.
Under a blanket of joy and pain, you came back to me again.
Used and abused we are all.
Timing is what determines further and all.
Innocent not are you or I.
But justified and fun was us that night.
You know, when in my bed you laid by my side.
An angle from heaven or a demon from hell.
What you are I have yet to tell.
But this I can faithful know.
What joy to have been given the pleasure of you to know.
You are a work of art.
That I thought you should know.
Curves as attractive to a man, as a river of gold.

Silks and jewels from the planet wide.
I think almost every man would set of just for you to find.
What a women you are inside, for a man like me you are far to
fine.
How I thank God I now can call you mine.
But in this note I write, let me finish with a lighthearted
flight.
To you my darling bright eyes.
Thank you for you company last night.