My Lover Poem by Resten Swondo

She loves me for who I am,
enough to allow me to be me,
to live without pretense,
to simply just be.
She kisses my feet from love;
I worship the ground she walks on.

Her heart is greater than mountains,
in love immovable,
forever enduring.

Her breaths are slow wonders,
and her touch, tremors of
the Return of the Kingdom.
Her patient voice, a breeze's
whisper on a sweltering day,
and her presence the hope
and wonder of my every moment.

Forever bound in a dance
of equally compassed love and forever
blooms scenting the air with
Jasmine and Gardenias
Sweet, strong, and more so in
The morning and twilight,
Once heavenly tears have fallen
and cleansed us both
of the unnatural heresy of the world.