HEAVENS GATE

Hair as dark
As a ravens wing,
She stood
A beauty
Before her king.
Her smouldering eyes
Worth the wait,
Tremulous smile
On hesitant lips
She stood at heavens gate.
Her feline walk
Caused a stir,
Many a man
Cast a longing glance
Toward her.
There I stood
My dream come true,
Through heavens gate
Then by my side
I knew.
I know it now
As I knew it then,
A future together
Not if
But when?
Such feelings
Does she generate,
My love, my life
My whole world
when she stepped
through heavens gate.

Phil Hall  February 2014