Thee That Is Thy Only One Poem by Michael Koelliker

Your Hair, shines as beauteous as the auroras of the Far North.

Your Face, shames the luminous spark of the Moon.

Your Eyes, messengers from Heaven, shining with the Light of the Creator.

Your Smile, bright as the fabled Lunar Rainbow.

Your Laugh, as harmonic as the sound of rainfall.

Your Neck, an object of Lust to the Vamps of Eastern Europe.

Your Body, a Place of worship to thee wolves.

Your Limbs, as graceful as the wings of the Monarch Butterfly.

Your Heart, immeasurable in its heated passion.

Lastly Your Soul. Heavy in thee Earthly body, but light in thee
Spiritual Body.

(1/5/2006)