My Serenity.

Her eyes are like two simmering pots of honey in which

 I lose myself as if it is blindingly sunny;

Her skin is as soft as a flower during spring,

The dew clinging to her at dawn as the birds sing;

She is my serenity,

My peace in chaos.

She is the single ray of light,

Breaking through my infinite night;

Her voice is an ethereal sound,

It makes my  world go round;

She is my serenity,

My peace in chaos.

When She walks,

It is as if  the stars are mocked;

Her hair is like a cascade of dark coffee;

Her smell alone fills me with glee;

She is my serenity,

my peace in eternity.