I would build a Temple for you, To enshrine your beauty forever. Centuries would come and go And still people would look And wonder at the love That brought it into being. Walls inlaid with precious gems But none as beautiful as your eyes, Marble pillars of opalescent white, Outshone by your skin of ivory hue, Nor can the darkly draped curtains Compare with your raven tresses. The fountains in the open courtyard, Sparkling so brightly in the sun Are pale shadows of your teeth of pearl And your ever radiant smile. Perhaps our Spirits will watch As pilgrims walk the halls Sensing the love that gave life To this edifice of hope, A love that time cannot blur Or ages render any the less.