Blended Peacock
have you any suggestions for a title to this poem about my wife?
As your hair unfurls
like the peacock full in plume
your eyes begin to close,
no longer in the room
the consciousness at rest…
while I take the time to view
the wonder and the beauty
of one as such as you
Your lips through which your breathing
bring imagery to the mind
of sweet intoxication
that we share from time to time
Your aroma makes it hard
like potions made for love
can’t bear to be without it
like some mind controlling drug
the essence of your aura
it blends with what is mine
two united people
made one that tests the time
the minute you awake
I will be the one you see
quietly giving thanks
for the life you’ve given me
Silver Tongue
(Geoffrey Brett © 16/06/08)
This is my first real go at this type of poem so thanx for the comments. I know that it will sound cheesy to some lol
Hello ((((((( Silver Tongue )))))))
How about “One Such As You”
She is a very lucky woman and the way you wrote about your wife..You are a very lucky man.. 
To find and have such a ~Love~ as yours, is very precious and rare indeed..
In Jesus Most Precious Name..
With ~Love~ your “Friend” In Christ..
Tari Merak
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