As his own

I saw him standing at a distance
almost with a glow around him.
I could feel the heat, the warmth of his soul
not really sure if it was heat of passion
or that of pain.
I see him, I feel him coming closer
Fear flushes over my body
I can feel my body turning red
I'm not really sure why I should fear this man.
His face is so beautiful,
his heart so pure.
Is he someone that has come to take away from reality
or someone who wants to create a new one?

As he steps closer, I start to tremble
my blood rushing, pounding throughout me.
My breath is strong, almost gasping for air,
I feel a chill run down my spine.
All my emotions twirling in my head
excited about the fear, the pain, the joy and the comfort
that one man can posess.

He reaches his hand out to touch my face,
a long, smooth motion on my cheek and down to my chin.
His strong hand forcing my head up to see into his eyes.

If only I could have what I see in his eyes.
To be lost within him,
touch his soul with my hands.. with my heart,
have him embrase who am I, what I am

He slides me onto his lap.. takes me into his arms.
If the world could only feel this,
The safety.. the comfort of knowning the everything is going to be okay
I put my head onto his shoulder
tears flowing down my face
taking with them all the pain, hurt, and sadness that is inside me.
He takes it all from me as his own.