My Love's Beauty

"A poetic of love in two parts"

I

My love's beauty rests

Inside her,

Her heart and soul

Shine through,

They overwhelm

Whatever beauty

Might beholden

Upon her face.

Her mind itself

Calls out to all who

Know her,

Delighting those whose hearts

She touches,

No one can capture her,

But if you're patient

She may come to you,

And bring to you

Delight.

II

To be with her

Is like unto

A field of

Fresh flowers,

To hear her voice,

Makes it seem

Those flowers have

Given off a heavenly

Bouquet,

She can make an ord'n'ry day

Into a feast

For the mind and soul,

And so heal

The heart.