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My Love by Alex Luyk

My love is like a swan, tall, beautiful, and graceful in all
She is like a dove, pure and sweet
She is like the soft glow of a candle light, lovely and comforting
My love has hair like a silken scarf, light and flowing
Her skin is like a bed of heather, soft and calming
Her hair is like a bed of roses, beautiful and soft
My loves voice is like the trickle of a waterfall, calm and soothing
Her gentle, quiet breath is like the sound of crickets, lovely and tranquil
Her quiet voice is like the faint call of a dove cooing
Her songs are like the lull of the ocean, peaceful and soft
My loves hair smells like honey
Her skin like lavender
Her face like that of an angel, beautiful beyond measure
She is lovelier than gold or silver, more precious than a diamond

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