She is his heart
big or small as it may seem
loving the ideas she bestowed upon him
makes his life worth being...
Everytime he sees her
eyes watching a little harder..
trying to see why...
"Why he foolishly set her free"
straining to think
or maintain his mystique
in her presence...
she is beautiful...
she is where his soul rests
The scent of her skin...
the glow in her eyes...
the kindness of her smile...
flawless is her love
deepening its mental hold upon his soul
how could he deny the aroma of her...
Breathing softly...
trying not to awake her
loves' spell sends his heart aflight...
wings spread wide...
dare he fly
gracefully like the butterfly...
Deep within him
in the mist of his thoughts..
she will always be
the holder of his heart...
(c) 2004 Lacretia Johnson
"His
Love"