Lost
I stop afraid of the moment
Your eyes as they meet mine
Beauty stolen from Gods
Force my eyes to bow
A smile
As you turn
Puts life to my soul
This bête féminin
Watches
From high cheek to chin
Celtic déesse féminin
Heart of thy clan
Memories – Dreams remind
History follows our paths
Lives past – Stone to light
As you lift our son to meet the light
The grand glow
All motion frozen
Mine heart pounds
Auburn hair flows
Beauty beyond time
Born with the blessing of grace
Time appears and bows
In awe
Unworthy
I offer sword and heart