Digging in the sand, finding the right spot.

It's deep, but buried, hidden below.

I see it. I know without a doubt.

Searching to uncover and bring it to me.

The treasure that hides.

To experience the treasure, one can not just look.

And so is, the experience that is woman.

We seek as marauders after the treasure chest

But it's our hearts we wish to fill.

For those unknowing what they find, the treasure simply disappears.

But those who seek for a lifetimes sake, know what's been hidden away.

Open the box to find the gold, jewels and crowns.

So is a woman.

I know, when I find you, the adventure has just begun.

The gold on top, the beauty that shines for all to see is but the surface of the riches that await me.

I dig a little deeper to find jewels as her heart so shines. Glistening with love for me,

No diamond, ruby or emerald can compare.

Silver I see as her eyes shine. Welcoming and wanting. What more can a man desire.

Crowns I find, encrusted with gold, and jewels and silver.

The crown she wears as my queen, the crown she bestows upon me with the light of her heart.

It isn't a warm heart, a kind word or the beauty of her body.

It's the treasure that is so desirable. To have but one piece, is but a loss.

To find the treasure and spend a lifetime, sifting through, is a lifetime of joy.

Blessed is he who finds this treasure,

The treasure that is a woman.