There is a man I know…
His love towards me soothes my soul and ignites my mind.
His attention feels like a blanket of golden rain engulfing me.
His long, lean and strong body stirs something deep inside me.
When he is hurting and flinches, I know patience is a part of loving too.
When he touches my head with the palm of his hand, I feel centered and loved.
With dark focused eyes, his words sometimes sting with the vulnerable truth.
Gazing into his eyes, i am reminded of how good it feels to allow another to see me fully.
When he pulls me into his body and I know what desire is and how I participate for my own pleasure.
His full laughter from a different part of the house brings a smile, reminding me that life is to be enjoyed.
When I reach for him, I know his touch and it seeps into me as I take long sips and tastes to feed my hunger.
When he embraces me I know his scent and it infiltrates me and I take long deep breaths to bring him into me.
When his voice softens as he speaks of his mother, I remember how much I love being a mom to my daughters.
When he is a YES to my desire, it creates more YES to more for me…and him…and us.
I know a man….
made from my dreams.
I know a man…
that I want to know more.
I know a man…
that I love.