My lover’s beauty is like the gentle fragrance
Of a sweet flower that awakens my every sense,
His eyes are the clearest streams of purity,
Where frequently I bathe in joy and innocence.
The hand he reaches out to me
Invites me to the realms of ecstasy.
My lover’s kiss is the bond of a love
No human heart could e’er conceive,
His strength and loyalty instil in me
The verity of all that I believe.
The way he loves me endlessly
Reminds me that we breathe eternity.
My lover’s silence is more profound
Than the greatest works of poetry,
The life that flows from deep within his soul
And mine, is a powerful force in unity.
The words I pen cannot reveal
The depths of my love for Michael.
Copyright (C) Mary Cochrane 2014