Her brown hair smells like a summer evening
and there are drops of honey
in between her lips

Her long, black lashes
highlight the sparks in her eyes
The flower garland on her head lets me know
that this meadow right under the sun is her home

She shows me she loves me
with her whole heart and soul,
when she kisses me
like we need each other to be whole

Her hands are soft
They are seeking connection
with no desires of possession

Her delicate touch
could bring peace
to any restless heart

Her love for me,
and my love for her
is pure,

pure and selfless