A journey through life March 1991 to October 1992

From every side you look beautiful 

When I sit, across the room and look

at your body, stretched out over the sofa.

When I stand, close to you, a few feet 

between us and look

at your hair, your long golden hair.

When I hold you, next to me and 

smell your perfume and look

at your perfect nose.

When I lie, naked, inside you

I know in my mind's eye 

from every side you look 

beautiful.