At night I often look up to the Heavens to see bright stars blinking
They constantly remind me of the beautiful reflections I see in your eyes
As you wake up each morning opening your arms in satisfaction.......
....their bright emerald colouring is the treasure you daily shine upon me.
However you may feel you always make time to bless me with your love
Free from complaint you always put my wants before those of your own
Whenever I feel unwell you comfort me and banish my every unhappiness
Honey, you make me feel like a King, instead of being just an ordinary man.
A song goes,"If a picture paints a thousand words then why can't I paint you?"
Orchid Lady the answer is simple: No artist could ever hope to picture you on canvass
It's not only your beauty that haunts me; it is that inner beauty that daily graces my eyes
You see sweetheart, artists can only paint the outer of something, never its hidden qualities.
Unknown to you there are nights when I lay beside you; gazing in heavenly admiration
I wonder if those dreams of yours contain any of the wonderful moments we share?
If you only knew of the times I have wished I could shower you with many presents
For your happiness deserves far more than I can ever hope to purchase for you.
Sweetheart, I realise love does not rely solely on objects costing great wealth.....
....as wealth itself in not an indication of devotion one person shares with another
It's just the way my heart reaches out to you wishing to share itself in completeness
Orchid Lady I feel so enriched with the gift of your unselfish sharing of unique tenderness.
