Beautiful Woman
half to my whole
beautiful flowers
in the Garden of my soul.

Above me
beneath me
Love touching completely
alive to the moment
I have always known.

Beautiful Woman
in her gentle ways
I shall yearn for her love
in all of my ways.

She teaches me kindness,
compassion past rage
honor and fruitfullness
wisdom of sage.

With a glance passed so softly
her whispers touch strongly
She moves me to beauty
in her come hither ways.

Despite the strengh of my body
or the power of my mind
Her beauty defies these
I am hers all the time.

Meek of heart I go forth
Willing into her domain
She is the Beauty of ages
In her I remain.