robertjames

What I think of women

Natural You

Your voice is like the gentle rain
It nourishes me and revives me
Your continence shines on me
Like the warm living sun
It brings life to my soul
And fills my heart with joy

Thoughts of you are like the moon
Their in the background
But still lighting my way
I lie naked before it
Feeling its life force
Flow though me

Touching you is like
Running my hands through
The soft spring grass
Your lips like the wildflowers
That slip though my fingers
So soft and filling my senses

In your eyes I see the universe
The stars and the heavens before me
I can fall into their depth
And lose myself in you
But in their depths
I find myself

I feel in you the strength
Of the mighty oak
The strength of woman
Ageless through time
Yet also the softness
Of the rose as it
Bends to kiss me