Love poem

My lover;

Great heart;

Worthy;

Ah!
But how I adore you:

Your eyes like adamant in the sun;

Your smile innocent as a newborn,
Dangerous as wild fire;

Your confidence as solid as the night,
Your hopes as numerous as
The lanterns of the starry sky;

You do not seek,
In strength, to rival men;
You do not seek,
In splendour, to outmatch women;

Beautiful lover,

Dawn of my joy,

Your contentedness

Is to me a blessedness;

Your eyes,
Like adamant in the sun,

Dancing in the hope and thrill
Of all that is to come.