I Love Her Like a Pencil Drawing.

I love her like a pencil drawing.
Black shades on white,
My soul out pouring, touring
Across the paper, soaring like a kite.
Criss-crossing lines, a map
To guide me when im lost,
Soft shades, a nap
To calm me when im tempest tossed.
I love her lyk a pencil drawing.
That simplifies the complex colours
Calming the waters where im rowing
Out of the cave to a palace.
She makes me see what I could not
She makes it simple, black and white.