Dance with my love: Hanna

Epigraph: My wife has brought comfort to my mind, my life, and my soul that I could not have dreamed prior to meeting her.

Dance with my love: Hanna

A learned dance over time

to move with graceful wife,

Hands of care and serene to brighten her life

Echoing of loud voice and actions to convey my love

Tuneful steps bringing heart to pound her name

At Her feet a lowly tribute all trying to fling

Her eyes only fall upon me.

Her fairest beauty ensnares all parts of my heart.

Her beauty is an execution of perfection.

None offer her delightful charms,

Or carry the bright light deserving of a sculpture

Her breasts sparks flints in my heart of fierce desire,

Her beauty and motions wake all my sleeping fires:

She reflects the image of Venus drawn by God’s hand,

Her stature draws all the wondering eyes yet commands

Only the heart of one man.

So fair with her form warming the heart and other parts

While her beauteous body pleases the eye,

And every mind adores the beauty

Her grace and full perfection belong to one

As she sends piercing dart of eyes like porcupines’ spikes

To shun the fond and lowly spectators

Who alas fail to see the dangers of casting eyes upon

Such beauty of light.

With flowing hair and ivory neck,

Her portrait should hang in the Louvre

Her steps trace a maze of daily tasks

With care and nimble fair

she completes all tasks

In a runner’s minute

And does a sprightly jig

To move on for more to explore

She is Aphrodite with ancient wisdom

And beauty along with booty to boot.

Eyes stop to explore the beauty which

Her husband admires and worships

More than the beauty for her wisdom

Beauty more in her resilience and strength

Are at the core of her wonderfulness

She is the charming queen

The beauteous goddess unwavering

In heroine work of moving family life forward

The guardian of family and home

She moves always forward ahead

for family and keeping away strife.

She is the Goddess in their eyes

She pursues patience with each morning’s rise

As Goddess opens her eyes, the world comes alive

A destined way is not her way

She makes a path for hers and her family alone

What fashion best becomes the life dancer

The set rules are forgotten

She imparts the knowledge of the ‘look’

With embedded understandings

Of the dancing art of life

Lessons of adorning the form

Telling the stories with

Accessories of notice

Plainly speaking only parts her lips

Divinity wisdom is within her thoughts

Wise counselor to husband

Guiding light to her children

Wrapped in her cloak of reasoning

She taps her patterns with determined views

While open to fine debate

Knowing wisdom comes from all directions

She slinks in the silken dress

Trussed below almost bared bosom

Airy, light and easy whirl

To audience delight

She breaks precepts

As gallant spark reaches new heights

The dance is a better teacher than advice

The song enlivens yet her spirit is the powerful spice of life

Load greater weights to her lacey shoulders

Every pore transforms dewy sweat

Yet pleasing smile bared from useful labor done

Fine wrought work displayed

While time spins away

Little lives are the gems

From her treasured soul

Her nature bestows gifts

In form of luster bright giving eyes

In fine charming unwary heart

Sun and moon turn light to dark

Yet she is clad in constant loving spark

Dancing a touchstone of true beauty tries

Rosy blush, skin of lovely hue, hazel brown eyes

Cheeks aglow, waxen lips bestow unnumbered pecks

Restoring delightful dreams through nighttime sport

Before even sleep they dance once more

Intimacy completes with sleep needed more

Devouring teeth and energetic fret no more in the day

Magnificent damsel frets no more with partner joined

Hearing the dance of life with a song rather than a sermon