Your womanly grace touched even heaven’s face,
and I loved you at that first, sudden sight.
I watched your wondering eyes in quiet hours,
in slothful time, devotion shaped the soul.
In loving you, I came to know your stanch faith,
and my wandering heart entwined with your sacred spirit.
At each day’s end, twilight pressed upon my chest,
and my heart trembled at the thought of leaving you.
Mar 8
Mar 8, 2026 at 11:22 AM UTC
Your womanly grace touched even heaven’s face,
and I loved you at that first, sudden sight.
I watched your wondering eyes in quiet hours,
in slothful time, devotion shaped the soul.
In loving you, I came to know your stanch faith,
and my wandering heart entwined with your sacred spirit.
At each day’s end, twilight pressed upon my chest,
and my heart trembled at the thought of leaving you.
