A Woman In Love With A Man

A woman looks at the man
she loves. He is resting by
her side after a night of lovemaking.



Why must there be conflict between us ? That question has always plagued her. He is her rival and her love. They never get along. Every single day there are a lot of arguments between them.


He never gives in to her whims and never
yields to her in anything. She can pout.
She can scream. He steadily weathers the
storm that she can become. He is stoic, like
a strong and tall tree that never yields to the
force of the storm. Bending but never breaking.


She adores him and loves to play these
games of will with him. She respects the fact
that he never gives in. He is both faithful
and reliable but never lets her push him
around.


There are boundaries which he will not
let her cross. He respects her but will
not take disrespect or dishonesty from
her on any day of the week. She loves
him for it. He is her rock. He is hearth
and she is the fire.


With him she belongs. She loves the life
they share. She loves it when he takes
command. He is tough. He is strong.
That's how she loves him. He values her
and she would do anything for him. His
respect and trust matter to her.


She knows that he would never forgive
her for any breach of trust and she
walks a fine line with him sometimes.
He has his limits. She has hers. They
push each other's buttons. Yet the love
is always there and forever strong.


The end.