Willingly Preyed Upon

As I gaze into the eyes of the one

I chose to spend my life with,

A feeling so fine, overtakes me.

A lioness at heart, she preys,

On my very soul with sweet seduction.

As I feel her presence around me,

Intoxication overwhelms my mind and body.

My thinking is dulled by the very uttered

Words from her sweet round lips.

Those same lips that enslave me,

With their sweet taste a taste of fruit.

Fruit plucked from the rarest tree.

Fruit so rare that men have died in search.

As the wind passes through her hair,

You can almost hear nature herself

Whispering, words of jealousy.

How could such a creature have

Chosen me to be her mate?

For how lucky am I to have been chosen

By such a seductive angel?

Not fallen from grace, as many are;

But more exiled from grace as fewer are.

Exiled from heaven, for it could

Not contain such a beauty.

How fortunate I am to be tasked,

With the keeping of her heart and body.

My love, extends beyond that of any

Mortal realm. My admiration, deeper than

Any ocean. My desire burns hotter

Than the fire damning every noble soul.

My commitment, greater than any earthly

Contract. My love runs deeper than any ocean.