Like a panther he walks around,
To unite the world in dance.
He is everything you see around,
He is my enamoured glance.

With almond eyes as brown as mind,
With a child-like heart.
He is the greatest you can find,
And shared with the world his art.

To be he is just a boy,
My best friend my hat I tip.
He is the elderly spirit I enjoy,
He with me does sip.

With the anthem of the wind,
He does win my heart.
With whom I smle and I grinned,
And learnt his eternal art.

Today he called me as his wife,
To make me his only woman.
I owe to him all of my life,
I am proud you are my man.

With velvet curls in your hair,
I see laughter playing its part.
I hold you close and I dare,
But will never break your heart.

Slowly with your pace I move,
To pulsate to every beat.
You are the reason why I groove,
And in life feel the heat.

Panther Boy of Black or White,
You are the love of my life.
You showed the world the great height,
I am proud to be your wife.

By Anisha Achankunju (C) 24th June 2011