In a moment of vapid, unneeded contemplation
I move on into the whys of my fascination
Sometimes you feel a need to be seen as smart
Adding glasses to your instantly seductive art
Sometimes it is as though you aren't aware
How brilliant you really are or how much I care
It is your loving kindness and inner grace of beauty
That you know so much without a need to be snooty
You see the thing is that it's not some sort of degree
That you've needed to keep you always as near to me
As I can have you and will have you and to love you 
It is not some degree that tells me what you do
It is my eyes and my heart and thoughts in my mind
That tells me how blessed I am with who it is that I find

... beside me in my every day ...
       ... and how graceful you are in every way...