My mermaid, 
My Island of Comfort,
she is my sun on a cloudy day.

Her wide earthen eyes with a tint of coal.
The most expressive of all 
with
Swirls of anger and love swimming in the infinite depth.

The wide expanse of her cheeks,
A grassland of comfort
I bury my heart in these fields.

The ridges and the curves of her lips,
succulent,
an invitation to my soul
to partake of her energies.

Her alluring smile,
goofy and stupid
Bringing me from afar 
back to her loving arms.

I set my lips upon her 
and claim her for myself
for the coming ages.

At my side
as I grow old,
She is My Lady.
My Lady Amour.