Thursday, 1 November 2012

The Woman I love

She is a rare gem, one of a kind, one in a trillion.
She is mine, she owns my heart, all of it.
I adore her, more than gold, and far more than diamond.

Her sins I can forgive,
Her tears I cannot bear,
Her beauty I behold,
Her smile my sanctuary,
Her smell my mystery,
Her swagger my fantasy,
Her yearnings my hope,
Her aspirations my vision,
and her heart my abode.

My days are spent for her,
and my nights in her arms,
my heart is filled with her warmth,
and my head with her persona,
everything in me, yearns for her.

Yes I love her, with all of my heart,
not as a morning dew,
or a midnight rain
but as an evening breeze,
with an everlasting presence of peace.

I live for her,
yes, all of my days are for her,
for what is life without love?
and what is love without life?
its not just an expression,
its the very essence of my being,
for without her,
my life is empty.


When I think of you,
Passion flows within my vein,
everything in me, is in love with you.
If I had a million words,
to express how I feel,
I would still only say,
how much you mean to me.

xxxx

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