Monday, February 15, 2010

The Perfect Woman


When I think of my perfect woman, I see her clear as day.

She's beautiful and she's a fountain of love.

When she walks into a room her glow softens things, and somehow makes everything more perfect.

...Even her passions and her rages flow with a natural beauty. Her energies never end; she floats like a breeze, or like a gale - however the fancy takes her.

A constant challenge for the men in her life, she feeds their strength.

She is beauty. & I see her in my bed each morning :)

2 comments:

controlled chaos said...

aw that's sweet.

controlled chaos said...

I wonder if she reads this blog...