To My Wife To Be Poem by Kenneth Maswabi

It is not the strength of your hands
Nor the intricate beauty of your face
That I look up to
It is not the beauty of every curve on your body
Nor the sparkle in your eyes
That tantalize my senses
It is not the heart-warming smile
Nor the aromatic smell of your perfume
That seduces me
It is not how you walk or talk
Nor how you dress
That impresses me
It is not the multiple selfies
Nor the amazing stack of educational achievements
That amazes me
It is the contents of your heart
The warmth, the kindness, the Love
It is the radiance of your humility
And the brightness of your Love
That is magical to my heart
It is the stillness in you
The calmness of spirit
That drives me crazy
It is the abundant Love
That will build me a home