just her presence is the essence of elegance
the evidence of excellence gift wrapped with elements
not found on the periodical table
most find it impossible, and are incapable-
of living up to such a logical label in life
they ask such questions and imply suggestions manifesting in strife
"why would you want to be his wife?"
she is unlike those clothed so trite
with eyes closed tight, afraid of the light,
walking in the dark talking Death to life
at night, I watch her chest cavity do it's best to defy gravity
as she gradually loses each breath that peruses her closer to death
she steps through exsistence with persistence, consistent
to the total magnification of magnificence
I watch over her while she sleeps like a shepherd over sheep
and try to keep up with her inhales and exhales
just as she does when I'm awake, trying to make sure I prevail
where many have fail to excel, but fell for Hell's tactics
and conform to the norm of performing backwards
she is priceless, with devices that are as nice as Christ in a crisis
her life is twice as important than mine
she's perfectly fermented wine permanent in my mind
her intoxication is divine and specifically designed for my taste
I'm inclined to stare in her face mesmerized by her eyes
in my heart I ask the Lord, "why do they fly so high?
"Baby" as long as you live, I will never die
to me your a wife, to my son your a mother
I know there was and is, easier way to say I love her,
but it ain't easy to love me.