I have seen the woman
She is soft and warm
Kisses sensual
Tender
...
You ask for it
You seek it
But are you equipped to deal with it
You ask me if I feel safe
...
A friend wrote to me of lost love
The Phantom she called him
Said his love was an illusion
His heart a lie
...
When I stop wanting
What I know I can't have
When I stop believing
In the beautiful dream of you
...
I love her
But I need to love her
Unafraid and secure
Why can't I get past
...
I'm swinging on a pendulum here
And it's killing me
The euphoric highs
The devastating lows
...
There is a radiant simplicity
In the act of loving
A pureness of the soul
That is only seen
...
I had no idea
9 months ago
That I would be here
Feeling so much pain
...
It's time to recognize the writer that has lived inside since the time red sweaters got stuck around my head and tying shoelaces was truly a wonderous marvel.)
I Have Seen The Woman
I have seen the woman
She is soft and warm
Kisses sensual
Tender
And sweet
Regal in her passion
Blossoming under my touch
Which in itself
Is a miracle
I am humbled...
She closes her eyes
Dreaming of me
I am there
She is bewitched by me
My touch
My kiss
My lips
And I am so in awe
That she responds
To me
The way
She does
She bends like a willow
At my breath
My kisses
My mouth
At my every whim
She flows
Like a river
On my tongue
On my desire
On the promise
In my eyes
She is
A Botticelli
A Mona Lisa
Woman
Cherub
Woman
Wanting
Mysterious
Beautiful
And I want her to stay with me
Always
But she is fleeting
I only glimpse her
In the sweetest
Rarest moments
That I can't seem to capture
Long enough
To make her
Real...
But I have seen her
I have seen the woman
And she is mine