There are many facets
to the woman that I love
like a scintillating gemstone
until you have seen her
in every light
you cannot understand
nor appreciate
her true beauty
So lovely she will captivate
and hold your glance transfixed
in capricious crescent grin
and toss of auburn hair
in curve of tawny limb
skin as smooth as cream
in chocolate eyes allure
that sparkle with a hint of mischief
Her spirit is gentle
caring evident
in her healing touch
and compassionate ear
she wears an aura
of soothing calm
her smile
the halo of angels
Ever the sanguine
she acts upon a stage
and as the many characters
in her everchanging cast
speak their lines
she is bathed
in the spotlight
and shines
Sometimes the melancholy
wistful, forlorn
clinging to a lost love's hope
and broken dreams
unable to hide her sorrow
the ache so evident
in tears her debt is paid
she is inconsolable
Always the friend, loyal
and warm, happy to hear
my thoughts delightedly sharing
the small details of her day
such simple pleasure
I take at hearing her voice
in Pavlovian charade my heart
leaps in anticipation of her calls
We laugh as one
the things we say
impossible to confide
in any other
we share a bond
in body and breath
and between us
there are no boundaries
Agile and deft
like a comet
from Heaven descended
she blazes across the courts
scorching meteorites issuing forth
in parabola from her racquet
her fire incandescent
for all to behold
The gifted muse
in lessons she excels
conscience mother to
the inquisitive mind-child
that yearns to understand
dedication serves well
to nurture
her ever-questing curiosity
She would never hurt your feelings
but proximity you must beware
If you're one who often ventures close
she'll abscond with your heart
and in all her spoken pledges
of friendship, nothing more
you will search for hidden meanings
your fantasies to explore
As friend, as lover, father, brother
in many ways I see her
but in all my guises one constant is
in every role I love her
and I know that through the years
there will never be another
who holding hands against our fears
could comfort me as we do each other
There are so many facets
to this woman that I love
until you have admired her
close at hand
examined her in the light
of the many planes she inhabits
you will never recognize how
precious is this jewel of my heart
Friday, December 18, 2009
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