Friday, February 16, 2007

A loved woman.

A loved woman's heart is a new-lit candle

Incandescent... fire bright,

Her lambent eyes are sparkling stars

Glowing through the blackest night.

A loved woman's walk is fairy footfall

Leaping through the air so light,
A loved woman's hair will catch the moonbeam

And reflect celestial white.

A loved woman's laughter -- silver bells!

Ringing in the twinkling foam,

Her soul will soar to the highest heights

Of Heaven's vast and starry dome!

1 comment:

Natalie said...

So true. Loved people in general are great to be around. Awesome poem.