The Greatest of These is Love

You oft compare me to a cherub sweet,
Which in my head a picture makes appear,
Of a naked babe from head to her feet,
With a cheeky little grin from ear to ear.
I am no cherub, just a woman plain,
No wings of magic or true love to spread,
I speak my feelings true, just as my name,
And share with you the real thoughts in my head.
It is easy to love you, noble friend,
Your wisdom and heart you willingly share
Forever and ever, 'til time shall end,
My thoughts and feelings to you alone I shall bare.
We are like one person in mind, 'tis true,
Though we are far apart and split in two.

Dedicated to my friend Professor Hovhannes I. Pilikian,
 the source of my inspiration.