Imagine the feeling of love,

The feeling of belonging,

The feeling of a grand warmth,

That caresses with its tender strokes

The feeling of a fire that blazes so earnestly within

but is careful not to burn so deep

Lest  it hurts the heart to which one belongs.

 

I hope to one day experience and not imagine,

A love with the man for whom I was crafted, 

From whom a rib was extracted and so intricately woven 

to form my being.

 

With this man, I pray to experience 

a love so wholesome and holy,

that as we stand and stare,

an intimate kiss we share,

under the demure rays of the sunset

At the existence of presence and with the slightest embrace,

our souls reach out to each other with

the new found knowledge of being whole

as I am his and he - mine.