SHE

She has my heart in her hands;

she looks glad and

draws a smile on her face.

She has my soul in her blood;

she takes care of me and

gives me her whole love.

She knows the state of my mind;

she is clung to my heart,

and I am at the top of her dreams.

She makes my live a feast,

and give me strength

to reach my goals.

She looks like a gem

when her arms wrap

round my neck.

She turns a dark day

to a bright one,

her words wet my dry fields

and I can reap lush fruits.

She has both a sweet

and a hot pulse.

Her hands are fine silk

when she shrouds me in her touch;

her lips are coals

that burn my flesh.  

   

 She has carved her name

as a mark in my heart;

she has used her charm

as a sharp knife.

I can’t do a thing to stop her

and I am her man.

She breaks me out of my molds

with her grace, tact and spunk.

There is a close bond

with her deep lusts

and I am in love with her verve.

She is a great gift from God.

She is my best friend.

She is my wife.