Brown
Hair
Dedicated To: Hawk
She walks through the forest
with an unhurried gait.
Each step that she takes
is as soft as a whisper
on the green leafy carpet.
Her brown hair flowing softly
behind her every step.
Her woman scent of jasmine
drifts before her.
The animals drink in her beauty
like a new fallen rain.
She's both woman and myth.
Both real and surreal.
I long to possess her
but have discovered that no one
truly can for hers is a free spirit.
When You Left
When you left I thought
I could not go on.
I thought life would never
be anything dear again.
I was on the verge of
breaking down.
The silence was so loud.
I learned how to survive
and to live again.
I learned how to live with
the darkness and pain and grief.
I felt threatened by the future.
I felt so guilty about the past.
I had made so many mistakes.
I was so alone.
I stopped loving.
I stopped believing.
I stopped dreaming.
I stopped wanting to live.
I had the weight of the world
upon my frail shoulders.
I felt threatened by the future.
I had to learn to love again.
The Man I Want
The man I want will speak without words
to the woman who lives inside of me.
That woman will hear and sit up and take notice
that this man is different.
The man I want is man enough and self assured
enough to show me he has a softer side.
Not a queer - Not a bully.
But man enough to show a softer side
not afraid of tenderness.
The man I want will be sure of himself
and in tune enough to his own sexuality
that will both know what he wants and
how to ask for it from me.
Never ever using force to subdue me.
Not buying it for a price.
But asking like a man and accepting
it as his.
The man I want will not be afraid
to meet his needs and to meet the needs
of the woman.
He will cherish the woman and perhaps
even pamper and spoil her.
He will be man enough to know No means No
and not sulk or become violent.
He will praise me in front of males
and females alike.
The man I want will make me just by
thinking about him increase the pulse
and the heartrate.
Mel Gibson would be nice but I hear
he's already taken.
The man I want will both know how to think
and how to debate with me.
He will be able to accept defeat in
a manly manner.
The man I want will love his Mother but
not be a Moma's boy.
A
Prayer To The Gods
Warning:
Erotic
O heavens above and all that lies therein.
All earth beneath and all that you own.
O sun, O moon, and the stars that lie between.
I pray to you not one but all.
There is one that I seek.
And if you know him.
Please send him to me.
I'm
just a mere mortal.
I'm just a woman.
I lift my heart, my soul
and my arms to beseech you.
Begging of you O stars and moon.
O galaxies and heavens above and
earth beneath.
Whoever it is coming for me.
Prepare thou me for that grand occasion.
I offer myself and all that I am.
Take me and mold me as ever you will.
Prepare me for he - who is even now
coming through time and eternity to
claim me as his own.
