Woman…
your voice,
soothing music of angels,
echoes in the depths of my soul.
Woman…
your skin,
a meadow in the garden of Eden…
Woman…
I, filled with desire,
and you,
a beacon,
calling me home.
Woman…
your touch,
soft,
warm,
and yet electrifying;
pushing me to the edge of insanity!
Woman…
I trace your every curve;
they captivate
and seduce my senses.
Woman…
Your scent
I inhale,
“a warm summer breeze”!!!
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Woman... Sitting in a cave, crying a river... madly in love with the forbidden fruit, she knows that she can't ever have him but she also knows deep within that this unconditional love will change her life forever, she knows that this love will enable her to find her real self! For that, she will, forever, love him!
ReplyDeleteThank you Kami for sharing your thoughts!
Anonymous,
ReplyDeleteThank you for your beautiful comment. The type of love that you have so eloquently described is the rarest and the most precious of all forms of love. Only a very fortunate few get to experience such an emotion; and although the pain, the loneliness and the longing are unbearable at times, the rewards of such love by far outweigh its sorrows and sacrifices.