Still my heart… I’m thinking of your last smile.

It came from your tenderness, yours was an inflection…              

A subtle nudge of my spirit; that was so amazing to

Receive. And in the eyes of time a gift from your soul

To mine…Do you know just how beautiful you are?

Do you know that when I see such wonderment I flash

Back to your very essence, your very spirit, your veracity.

I wish it so… but alas it is not that I’m an unwitting party

To your charm, elegant grace, divine presence held

By two beautiful windows that upon reflection give a glimpse

Of what may be. I am sworn to secrecy not by man but

By the hope that one day I will know what it is like to stand in front

Of you; In front of your eyes deep and caring…So open and mesmerizing

Your touch soft and warm, for there I dwell amazed at your grace

But not taken aback by that day should it be, but rather delighted…

For all that may question…You are Venus! And the sun burns nothing

Like my ladies eyes…. you are that hope we seek…

When at last we weep for ourselves…