THE LOVE OF MY LIFE
is young and tender as a sweet peach tree.
With a lovely face and high cheek bones
there’s a glint of jade that sparkles her eyes.
She has a scent of lavender from her garden,
grown with her long slender fingers and toes
that resemble rare precious stones.
Her hour glass figure beneath thick black hair
billows like dark clouds. Surrounded
by flocks of birds—she smiles the smile
of a messenger from heaven.