A Certain Lady

There's a certain wistful aspect to her gentle grace A dark haired lovely with elegance embedded in her face Clear eyed and full lipped with cheekbones well defined And just to top that outer view is the beauty of her mind Such a combination must be more than many men can bear So much for them to live up to - may they hope they can ensnare A lady filled with passions that are reserved just for that one Who offers safety for her heart and so can carry her along With them hand in hand untill the night is never gone Amid the certain knowledge that they will ever look upon A sight that others cannot, as her views are just for him The truth is that within their bond there never will be sin For sin is just for other souls that have yet come to learn Without deep trust and honesty they just cannot discern The reality of true love is that we hold the other high In every way above ourselves and without the need to ply Our troth with false promises in the hope that those might sway The other's will towards us without a momentary delay For time is well invested only when all is quite sincere Only then we will have earned the right to call the other dear... ©Rhumour May 2nd 2012