Reflected Glory

She sits at the mirror her head tilted and inclined
Her long hair falls past her shoulders so refined
A lustrous light brown with a tint of red on fine strands
The velvet skin of her shoulders and back invite my hands

Naked all but for the straps of her silken dress
Surly and silently invite me caress
Her light sweet perfume fills the room
As after a rain does a fragrant garden bloom

Her dress hugs the wonders of her curves
Her eyes gazing back at me lights my nerves
As she sees I've watched her for a while
Knowing my thoughts makes her smile

My soul fires and she makes my heart soar
Making me want her all the more
I thank God for her beauty that excites me
But her greater beauty is inside you see

This evening I will share alone with her
A candlelight dinner and to make her purr
But here is the end of my story
For now I'm bathed in her reflected glory