Another Sabrina Rhyme

Here I go rhyming again
For my one true love, my best friend.
Different words differently arranged
So that I may convey the same damn thing.
I let my forever vows renew
And profess my love is yet true.
You are the fairest in the land.
My lips crave audience with your satin hand,
And when it comes to your flaxen mane,
My fingers want the same thing.
The doors to your sweet soul are dapple-grey.
Seeing them replenish my heart each day.

By Anthony AJ Jackson
for Sabrina