Simply to my love

To look into her eyes and see such adoration.
To hold her hand, knowing she is proud to be seen.
To kiss her full lips, the sweet taste of love to linger.
To have her in my arms, soft and yielding, pressed to me.
To smell the perfume of her hair, inticing my senses.
To hear her voice, a sweet whisper of bliss.
Her presence is to know true joy.
Her mind, so keen, is to see true wisdom.
Her faith is to come closer to my God.
Her laughter is to hear songs of angels.
Her in my life is to be wealthy beyond compare.
I am for she and for she alone.
So it is to be.

Machu