Island

Island

I look at the delicate line of your face

Your slender shoulders as you laugh, that shake

Your hair’s always a flowing rush

An angelic touch that’s almost too much

Your walk’s an easy stride of pride

A sashay that makes you glide

Delicate ankles that compliment your Choo’s

Lithesome beauty of a blessed princess

The intelligent brightness of your eyes

Engulf my world without disguise

They’re truth from your soul personified

My clear reflection in them makes me dignified

Beauty’s an expression from you within

A spiritual reflection of virtue defeating sin

The human touch is a kiss of love

Recognition of creation from above