My Lady

She walks with grace, a rare beauty, untold

A goddess, in human form, so rare to see

Her smile, a beacon, in the darkest cold

A light, that guides me, to eternity

Her eyes, a window, to her soul so pure

Her laugh, a symphony, that fills my heart

Her touch, a fire, that makes me feel secure

A love, that sets my world, a brand new start

She is my queen, my partner, and my friend

A rare type of lady, hard to come by

With her, my heart, my life, will never end

I'll love her, till the day, I die

She's a rarity, a treasure to behold

A love, that's pure, and precious, as pure gold