Iceberg

Most ladies who catch my eyes are bright like stars,

And shine in your face with the rays of temptation.

If I approach them and talk, the more we speak,

The easier it is to see past the blinding light into the abyss. 

I remember the day we met, you didn't shine but,

Your beauty so clearly visible not hidden behind a vail of dazzling stars,

You showed little to me just the tip of the iceberg,

Gave me a chance to discover you whole.