The Woman

She lies before you, those fierce eyes burning bright. Within them; wildfires blaze, threatening to swallow you whole.

Frail and delicate is she; the feeble golden thread of her lifeline, has you both intertwined.

The lines on her face have deepened with each passing day, each crack holding a memory within.

Blinded by love it’s as if a glacier breaks free creating a wave so big, it washes away any trace of age.

Until all that lies before you, is beauty. The real face of the one you love so dearly, she is your woman.

Her eyes close for the final time, the flames extinguished.