Once in ones lifetime you will per chance
Find something gone missing, maybe too in romance
A flower in field unlike any color
A woman of class, top shelf like no other
Attributes many slowly we have found
Maybe shes above us by leaps and great bounds
But when we get closer, close look into heart
She is just like us but top shelf and apart
Like fine wine poured out to savor bouquet
In wine glass not goblet attention we pay
Mesmerized by her beauty in picture alone
But greater is voice that we've heard on the phone
Bentley's don't hang with Ford or some Jeep
Nor Diamonds fine cut with Diamonique
Taste above all I'm sure she too has
Maybe just maybe I'm not in her class
But laughter and friendship has caused heart to stir
A heart that beats just like, just like in her
When suds meets top shelf wonder what does become
Of class act to follow stick a fork we are done
For lady of write, drinks like fine Champagne
Suds don't stand a chance, Dos EQUIS not the same
