"She" is Me


He claimed love was a myth, nothing more then a dream he dares not,
Then what was this deep aching within his chest?
As though her passions were a tide, following the command of the moon,
She brought forth in him, waves of rapture, which were beginning to crest.

He denies the emptiness whenever she’s out of his sight,
He wanders through each day only half- aware of what surrounds him,
The need to hear her voice, feel her touch, is sometimes unbearable,
As is the want to hold her each night, become lost in the scent of her skin.

He’s plagued by an insatiable appetite that consumes all thought,
For not one woman has ever evoked such raw desire,
To laugh with her is amazing, to make her laugh, incredible,
Tender sounds of sweetness sifting through wildfire.

Straight to the heart, to the depths of his soul,
Yet love remains something he cannot conceive,
Even with open eyes he is still so very blind,
For “ he “ is you, and “ she “ is me.

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