My Treasure Poem by Timothy Honeycutt

My Treasure



What beauty I have before me, I beauty that is so fine that the entire world would lust for.
You beauty to me is worth more than any treasure that could be found on earth.
For your beauty is my treasure. You make me richer than any king in past or present could dream of.
Your eyes are my gems and your skin is smooth as the pearls of the sea.
Your hair is finer than any spun gold could be found in any kingdom.
Your voice is that of angels that sing on a spring day and how it softens the heart.
Your smile is brighter and warmer than a summer morning sun.
Your skin as white as the freshly fallen snow on a winter day.
And the sweet taste of your warm lips against mine is like honey.
Yes my love, you are my treasure, you are the true treasure of my world.

11-23-09

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