Oh, She Is Poem by Matthew Holloway

She is the fire
In which I wish to burn
She is the night
In which I wish to sleep
She is the mystery
I may never solve
She is the beauty
I only wish to behold
She is the magic trick
I may never understand
She is the undying joy
Of which I'll never tire
She is the drug of choice
To which, I'm addicted
She is music and poetry
Both of which I love
She is an angel and mistress
And I hers to serve
She is the dream I keep
As close to my heart as I dare
She is all and everything
And I love her