SUNRISE: A Gift to Who it is Best for

[Neto Green]

She awakens my soul. After a long and deep sleep.
With her priming eyes made from the best stones
Gold, diamonds, and platinum don’t come close.
Her breath of fresh air is so salving and has a scent like rose.
Skin like silk, made from ivory, her perfectly chiseled nose
I can’t comprehend this dazzling beauty, so I ask myself, Who is it best for?
I only hope it’s my humble self. Because I can’t let these creatures of the wild,
untutored, mannerless, and devoid of grace come her side.
Oh! It’s really not a dream to see the ridges and contours on her body.
So heavenly, I helplessly brim with thoughts of future wonders.
I bless the sun for this priceless gift of life. The woman I adore is my sunrise; with her, life is a magic moment.
So, all I can do is thank God for the sunrise as I take her on a swift ride at sunset.
 

[Neto Green]

This is a short poem by me appreciating women and the love they bring to our lives as men. Let me know what you think!