To say she is beautiful
An understatement quite indeed
She is one that is not replaceable
Much like the blood I bleed

Shining like a full moon in June
Etched in me permanently
Morning kisses can’t come too soon
She whispers “I love you” eloquently

Plays me with a child’s wink
Every laugh a symphony
No words can say what I think
My Queen, My Majesty.

To say she is angelical
Would be the truth, quite honestly
feelings rendered are magical
she is in every part of me

walking gracefully, she floats above
tender voice speaks musically
around her a fanciful love
that holds me endlessly

Plays me with a child’s wink
Every laugh a symphony
No words can say what I think
My Queen, My Majesty.






















© StephenPuls1970