I Look Upon Her

I look upon her face lying on my pillow,
Lit by the light of my bedroom window,
Wrapped within my gentle arms,
Knowing she will come to no harm.

I look upon her hair, soft, and fair,
Unable to find words to compare.
Answers she has given me in times of pain,
That love and hope will visit again.

I look upon her lips, moist and red,
Giving me life when all was dead.
She restored my heart when it was lost,
Melting what was covered in frost.

I look upon her breasts, firm and strong,
Knowing that love could not be wrong,
Slowly moving with every breath,
Always knowing she was not like the rest.

I look upon her hips, round and smooth,
Gently touching, not daring to move,
I fix the sheets with delicate care,
A gentle kiss is all I dare.

I look upon her face staring into mine,
Filling my body as if it were wine.
I close her eyes with gentle kisses,
For she has answered all my wishes.