When you no longer see the face;
No longer see a form;
When you see just her essence;
The beauty within the outline,
This is when you transcend
From the lust to the joy
Of loving her,
For her very being;
For her existence,
That which she brings
To you in heaps
And bunches
Of unfurled light,
From the recesses
Of your mind
You seek the inner her
The hidden gem that is
Found beneath the unpolished
Jewel that is her glowing soul
You just sit back and look
At this beautiful energy
Brimming within,
That makes you smile
Without so much
As a tap of glee;
Beside her she sets you free...
© okpoet