Of course,
You will be
the most beautiful woman
I have ever seen.
Perhaps,
it is because
Your image is carved
in the alabaster of my imagination,
Or because
your hands are the work
Of a cherubic, Fra Angelico.
I suspected
that you came to me
As an intelligent visitor
from a diamond-white star,
fashioned in the loveliest form
I could ever imagine.
The combination of features
will be obvious:
Searching eyes, voice of a poet,
Holy vision of a sage’
Laughing heart of genuine teacher,
Warmth of a hearth-side hobbit,
giggly-gaggly essence of a girl.
But I really believe
That I will find you beautiful
Because you are filled with love.
Like the petals of flowers
Are filled with life.
And surely,
that you will always be beautiful...
As the gentle light of the sun
Is forever beautiful
When the eyes of the heart
are open
In the broad light of day, and
Long after,
when the eyes are closed.