How Lovely

How lovely can a woman be?
You sitting there across from me,
Your honey hair falls by your chin,
A sideward glance; a little grin.

 

You are a fixture in my life,
My lifelong lover, and my wife,
My heart each second; moment calls,
Just as a ferment river falls.

 

And, as it falls it falls unto,
A crystal stream that is so blue,
True blue as every sky we see,
How can it be? How can it be?

 

When you were just a little girl,
One angel touched your honey curl,
Then reached across some magic line,
And, bound it to a curl of mine.

 

That is the best that I can think,
And, I don’t even want to blink,
You sitting there across from me,
How lovely can a woman be?

 

Peter Lowell Paulson
October 5, 2013