When you look at me my Darling; Do you see the lady of your dream or a mere fantasy? Distant, so far to reach; Hair falling at the shoulders - caressing, seductively.
Is it the modest tan that entices your lips and makes them twitch; Bringing to your face a subtle ‘grin’? Might it be the eyes then that have captivated you; Seeing far beyond, instilling the Christ within.
Cyprus Jewel, Rose Jewel or so I am called… but does it matter? You’re too analytical - going far deeper, Straight to the heart; Where beauty runs sweeter.
You see my Darling, God makes no mistakes, He formed the rosebush ‘queen’ of all flora; Gave it bristly thorns to guard it to maturity; Though cold winds might strip it of its colour.
Yet, it boasts its nakedness, it bears no shame; Like lady-in-waiting till the changing of season, It will delicately captivate, with a fragrance so dear; You my Love, beyond all reason.
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