What Is A Woman?

Shall I not love you anyway
Who goldens the warm spring day  
And moves with supple beauty    
As if the breath of May  
   
What is a woman, really  
But the beauty of a man's soul  
And what is a man  
(If he be true)  
But the strength to make her whole  
And all is theirs that matters  
If they but live with loved forged will  
Come tempest or in sunshine  
Love their life will fill  
For life's a dance    
Through all its joy and pain
Yet, love will always dance  
Even in the rain  
   
You, pale in the moonlight    
Or bronzed by sun flamed day  
Whose fiery spirit glows within  
The all that lights my way  
Wreathed fragrant as a flower  
With eyes in which I'm lost  
Come and whisper to me nearer  
Near enough to kiss you soft