My Wife

Wiley  Vaughn
The scent of her skin
Drives me mad
With desire.

I can't see other women
For they're burned
In fire.

Her eyes when she loves
Make me dream
In song.

She's all I ever wanted
And I have
Looked long.

No other lover for me
Will I need
At all.

I don't stumble around love
But I took
The fall.

So hold me tightly until
The morning light
Breaks day.

You're my woman, my wife
Come to me
And stay.

Published by Wiley Vaughn

I've earned my living in vastly different ways: as an LPN, an RN, a real estate agent and a gunsmith. I like do-it-yourself and have a little experience in automotive repair. I like gardening. I'm a Chris...  View profile

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  • Kristie Leong M.D.10/7/2010

    Nicely written. I'm sure your wife appreciates it too. :-)

  • Sheri Fresonke Harper9/2/2010

    Wonderful :)

  • Naphtalia Leba8/26/2010

    lovely poem.

  • Debbie Gavazzi8/25/2010

    Beautiful poem.

  • Phyllis Wheeler8/22/2010

    Excellent poem!

  • Atlanta Page8/21/2010

    She's one lucky lady Wiley :)

  • Memmay Moore8/18/2010

    Lovely tribute to your lady.

  • Theresa Wiza8/13/2010

    This poem is so obviously masculine – very powerful.

  • Cheri Majors, M.S.8/12/2010

    Delightful poem Wiley!

  • Maria Roth8/9/2010

    Awwwww... :)

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