How do I love thee
Let me count the ways
Why do I love thee
Let me think the reasons
Lay thy head upon my tender
For I know I have caused thee much
But pain and joy have always been our
It’s the soul and style of ‘our love’
And that’s why you remain my Enigma
For I never can understand why I love
In the dullest of our days have I wished
That you would disappear and leave…
Leave behind only, “thy soul sweeping
And oh, thy delicious tempting lips
Lest I forget, don’t take away thy
“Consistent words that empower me to be
The woman that I am”….
And leave me with thy “enveloping manly
Scent”……….that I may breath in you
When ever I desire……….
In the end
The truth stares me in the face…
I cannot live without my Enigma
So grow old along with me!
As we experience the tros of life
As the knowing of our souls penetrate
To deeper and deeper levels each season
Of our delicious lifes!
If loving him is pain
Then shall we join ‘Romeo and Juliet’
For I come to find that Alas;
We are never so defenseless against
As when I love.