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.