Wanna♀ Poem by Mary McHeaven

As soft as fibers
Her hair as they touched mine
Fragrance like a wild flower
Lingering on my skin

She is like a morning dew
So gentle, so refine
Such a beauty
So refreshing, so divine

Her skin the color of young redwood
Her eyes huge for her face
Her beauty is the sum of all faults
So alluring yet severe

Her gesture is a swift wind
Almost soundless, so light
Her voice is like a chorus
It's barely there, so tender

She came into my life
Like a white light
Defied all adversity
Eluded reality

She held my hand quietly
Together we begun our journey
To an unforeseen battle
Where pride is our only weapon

(Jan.29,2011 14: 56: 40)