Your smile is like a lovely girl, all covered in flowers
sitting in a shower of sunlight; breathtakingly, achingly beautiful.
Your heart is like a corsair from Spain, heavily laden with gold
and rent in twain; silently waiting on the floor of the sea for someone
to discover its hidden delights.
A kindred spirit with eyes that see and strength of soul with capacity
to share the light that true love brings; soaring to breathless heights
never needing, wanting wings.

Is love as it is or as I wish it to be?
Two lovely lovers who finally reach the sea.
That which makes us "we" is what you see in me
And the cost of what we've lost is never felt
and what we have is free.
If only I could know your precious face
and you know that of me.