her word is lady
soft and feminine
in the biggest sense and
every
degree

she talks to me
and I am amazed
I watch her
head tilt slightly

always holds her head high
like a Queen , but a Queen
with such a caring heart

and she desires
knows the tender nights
the screams of passion sweet

she knows grace , to her
it is natural
as the tallest rose

in the garden, the fair cheeks
the waving breeze in the sun
she knows

ways, to conquer
has it in her power
but with one smile

she gets everything her heart
desires, she is
I call her

My lady