A Virtuous Woman

I belong to my lover and my lover belongs to me,
With self-assured words to bind this love forever!
For she's my treasure.

My fair Lady,
You need a royal pampering on this love from my heart;
And pure love is everything on this muse,
With self-assured words from your heart to bind this love!

A virtuous woman is a crown of the husband,
And like an architectural digest to view at times;
For true love is all about this unity that we share,
So flourish yourself like the flowers of love to satisfy me always.

Sincerity with the muse of your love,
A virtuous woman is a crown of the husband;
And you are my fair lady on this love,
But let your words of peace bath my mind always.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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