When You Know Poem by Raymond Magabe

I hear in poems when she paints the future for me.
My visions make sense of abstract thoughts
when I see her with my minds eye.
I dare the heavens for a sight better than her smile.
Peace anchors itself in the roots of my knowledge
when I think she loves me, she knows she does.
Her mind works in symphonies of emotional thoughts
and she finds her pride when speaking her mind.

My toes now tingle when I think of her lips.
Her seductive touch from warm delicate hands inspire me.
The boy inside me found his perfect friend in her,
and the man I have become
needs her as more than just another romance.
This love is what fantasies are made of.