Oh Lady

I walk into your room, and am greeted by your touch.

Your hands caress my face as you kiss my lips, pulling me into you.

You for whom my love grows evermore with each embrace, each gaze into your brown eyes that no light under heaven may match.

You are more wild and free than I could ever hope to be, reckless in your passionate pursuits.

An all consuming whirlwind of an everlasting love and joy that no man dare tame, bewildering and intimidating to every fullest.

Yet when you kiss my eyes, is met by the softness and fondness of lazily crashing waves.

Its the sleet falling outside the November cabin, as we watch from the hearth.

Oh Lady, my awkward and naive words fail under the weight of your unmatched love, yet I dare to try.

So, my Love -

You are my comfort.