Your beutiful she repeats as if trying to convince herself
But why do you not see your self worth when you gaze in the mirror
Despite my hearts greatest efforts to make your distorted image clearer
I fear you may never realize the fire that has eternally yurned in me for you
The instantaneous physical attraction that drew me in and the compassionate heart that holds me in place
The woman of my dreams, my soulmate, my twin flame so many names its been called
But no description is worthy or gives any justice
Its more than just an admiration or lustful desire
Your a dream come true and a beautiful insight into a beautiful future life
With the words of my heart spoke with all my might
My last question... would you be my wife?
©steven
S