She Is Beautiful

Lying there, sleeping the sleep of peace,

The work of the day is done,

Written in motionless visual delight,

A new tranquility,

As her body recharges with love.

 

Once awake, the work of love begins once more,

Feeding others nearby, worrying about someone,

Never self,

The guilt of being her lover,

And husband can never be greater.

 

Than my gratitude for the lifelong introduction.

 

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