“Toast to You”

I pour out all my feelings, in every written word.
Original, from my heart, like nothing ever heard.
Has anyone, ever listened, and noticed you in a crowd.
With expression, your body talks, moving sexy loud.
A beauty beheld by many, true vision left unsung.
You are poetic, simply put, the reason stars were hung.
Hypnotic, without trying, I'm caught within your spell.
Not a flaw, seen by man, at least you do it well.
Now I know true wonder, more deserving of the most.
I'd fill my glass, and hold it high, it's to you I toast.

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