My Wife

by

Mark Ian Martin

I fell into her eyes
And drifted like the light
The colours awoke my sleepy soul
Her passion held me tight.

Her scent was carried to me
On an angels wing
Her lips were red, which made me melt
Her touch made my heart sing

Her smile was of a goddess
No darkness or no cold
Her presence made me warm inside
Her hand so hot to hold

I fell in love
So deep so true
A feeling that I never knew
She had taken all that's blue
And made me live again

Her hair blew free into the wind
Her walk was poised, her silky skin
Possessed with all a woman's dreams
My life, my love, my beauty queen.

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