Simply Simplicity
Simplicity is her beauty
Merely is her touch
When she enters into moments
Time isn’t relevant enough
Shadows befall her
Becoming silhouettes
Crowning halos avail her
Of morning suns and sets
The falling rain
Serenades her
In writhing rhythms
Cascading through Spanish hair
Beneath the pale
Of moonlight mist
A Madonna draped
Gowned within a twilight dress
Countless shooting starlets
Down, falling free
Just to glimpse her
Landing near her feet
Merely, simply, clearly
All of a woman
Everything to everyone
But, always she’s in love with me
Dedicated to my wife Milagros
Copyright © Michael Smith | Year Posted 2011
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