Hidden Halo

A poem for my wife.

Hidden halo shunning eyes
O flawless face
sweet lips— bright eyes
resplendent body in earthly guise

Beaming beauty
so Exquisite— beauty nigh

Sooner should
the moon be mine
than verily touch
dare ever I—
dear beauty
sweeter than a newborn sigh
enchanted being
born of sky
enchant and touch
my tender eye

Perfection cannot ever hold
so rare and lovely fair design
My love
it sings
Desire— cries

O angel dear
Sweet angel— mine