I've been blessed
by a goddess
in disguise.
Her everyday dress
tries to suppress
but doesn't fool me.
I understand
who she is
fully.

Kindness incarnated.
Through her
in a sense
I feel liberated.
Judgement is non-existent,
for her love
only knows
acceptance.
Redemption is her touch.
That feeling...
Her love...
I just can't get enough. (pun intended ;)

But,
her transience...
I'm left in pain
from her absence.
Regardless,
my faith
still remains.

Has she pulled
the wool
over my eyes?
Maybe so
I admit it
I'm hypnotized.  
Mesmerized even.
Right now
her love
is the only thing
I believe in.