They say a picture paints a thousand words
But I've always been a poem man myself
But what do you do when a poem can't express what you need to tell
As I stair at her curls
That swirl
And create my world
I realize I'm in love with much more then a girl
Or a woman that is
I'm in love with her spirit
Her being
Even her breathing
My need for her touch can often leave me seething
In anger
For I need this woman
And this makes me weak
But if I must be weak to have her I admit defeat
For I would do whatever is needed for her compassion
And I shall love this woman this spirit this being in every fashion
I am but a man
With a devils past
In which this angel has looked passed
Though you may not see an angel I do
I see her wings and halo through and through
I'm a disaster of a man
And barely a being
But this woman continues to love me breathing
So I'll be alive
To insure she thrives
I am her guardian
And her lover
Until I die  
She is stronger then you
I can guarantee
She is stronger then me
I completely agree
She is perfect
Though she may not know
But I plan to express it to her for an eternity or so
Every day I'll say I love you
Including your passed
For without that I may have never met you at last
At last I have my love
My very best friend
You have my heart and soul in your possession until the very end
I am great full for you
And great full for us
Because without you as my eyes I could not see
Without you as my lungs I could not breathe
Without you in my life I could not be me