Eyes that see beyond pretence,
Reflective pools of emotion, tender and censuring in turn.
Lips that smile to lift your spirits and
a heart that beats in time with the universe.
Arms that form a protective haven for the slumbering infant
And sometimes a steadfast hold for a
A form that is ethereal
And alluringly beyond the reach
of a greedy grasp.
Your beauty beyond compare,
A fascinating creature who brings light and mystery, solace and trepidation.
Who can fathom what forms your core?
You are a woman, the font from which life springs forth.
PS – TO MY GODDESS, MY SOULMATE, MY LOVE, MY EVERYTHING