For you, my love, my one sweetheart,
I’ll be a student of the heart.

When we confront some grave ordeal,
I’ll find the ways a heart can heal.

Your love inspired my lesson plan,
Seeking to be a better man.

When I chose you I made this vow:
To love in ways you show me how.

When you draw back and I’m the cause,
I try to find and fix my flaws.

Because of you I yearn to see,
The secrets of what love should be.

Lest loving you be all for naught,
I’m learning everything you taught.

Her hair
Like the silk bought from princes,
Delivered on ancient caravans
Sent to bring unknown wonders.

Her eyes
Like the jewels of a queen,
Preserved unblemished for the royals
Envied by the common man.

Her skin
Like velvet robes upon kings,
Worn as complete comfort and softness
Untouchably delicate.

Her lips
Like perfect quartz and ruby,
Crystalline sparkling of pink and red
Kissing with rare perfection.

Her *******
Like orbs of Delphic temples,
Firm and pure power of seduction
Giving source of life and love.

Her
Like the finest of fine art,
Generations’ legends of beauty,
Unfit for her description.