My lover is
an enigma
Strong as a
tempest,
Soft as a
whisper
A man of
his craft,
With work
worn, calloused hands
My lover is
unassuming.
A pillar of
hope
My lover is
a guide
Tethering my
wayfaring soul to His
Chivalrous
and wild,
Opening
doors I never could
My lover is
a gentleman
Loving the
heart
And not the
size
Directing a
symphony
Of color
and light
That greets
me every morning
My lover is
an artist
Unfailing
and generous,
My lover is
unexpected
And He is
welcome.
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