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A Husband’s Thoughts


 

The things I noticed when I first saw you:

Your eyes are deep and bare the touch of embers.

Your nose, the perfect width and length

Your hair, droops down like water that flows from mountains

Your lips, blood red like the Snow White maiden.

Your voice, the perfect blend between melodies and symphonies

Your words, the very essence of wisdom 

And your being, the only equal to my own.

 

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