~*Serenity*~ ~*Forget not the earth delights to feel your bare feet: Gibran*~
I keep coming back to this, my mind seems to not let it go.
Such a strong, capable, understanding man…
His strength will be in his gentle affection.
I will quietly walk through his mind while he is working and silently fill his heart while he is thinking…
I just know I will enter his soul and hold him in such a quiet manner, a surprise with out all the fanfare.
He will just notice that as the day grows long, he thought of me more often than just fleeting. His desire to touch me, to tease me with pleasure will grow daily. His need to hear me, to have me hold and sooth him, will be unquenchable.
Such a strong man it will take to love me.
I’ve loved but three times in my life. This last love “My One” I have never loved to such a degree, not to this dept, or level of trust with “who I truly am”.
Some times I think there are no more chances and I am fighting a lost cause. The choice has been made and I am nothing on the scale of “will be”...
Still, my love remains and I stand.
Fear is often a lonely place. Quiet strength, gentle lovingness, calm understanding. Do you have those qualities in abundance. He will be all those things. Solid, consistent, truth.
Will I fulfill your needs, offer your wants. A strong man to hold my soul and find my beauty.
I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul.