It's Always Been You, Girl
I love to watch you be a women:
How you wake in the morning still
sluggish in your sighs
The perfection of your hair array is a
painted picture in my eyes
Your lips a gentle caress
velvety tingle mine
Your kiss all the whispers of a
passion still confined
Your skin just receptive as all
inhibitions cast to sea
This close to the flame, the
candlelight consummates my queen
I long for the teasing pleasure of a
touch, and spoken words underneath
each breath
Just to watch you be:
A lover and a mother
you captivate me
Can we change places for a moment
I want you to see what I see
I long to be your trust so you can be
a woman
Woman in strength and in
vulnerability
I am in awe of your body, of
God's artistry
The glow of a pregnancy, the
mystery, the unconditional love
Likened to Heaven above
Your angel face, for my eyes to see
I wish to reflect you, and you, me
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