Hour Twenty-Four (had to repost because I accidentally deleted the original that was posted at 8:44 am EST I had a horrible case of the dumb)<\/p>\n
It’s not so much about the carnal
\nthe jutting hips
\nand softness of breast
\nand the iron ripples of
\na well-trained stomach.
\nIt’s not about the bulging
\nmuscle and sinew
\nor the physical
\nas looks are oft apt to deceive
\nand change over time-
\nas a lifetime is quite short
\nbut rather long in it’s age.<\/p>\n
It’s not about what is offered
\nin dollars and sense
\nof style and popularity-
\nnor the welcoming embrace of
\nmy partner’s friends
\nand whether or not their approval
\nis a cause to question
\nthe worth of a relationship
\nat face value from a biased standpoint.<\/p>\n
It’s not about what can be gained
\nin the physical-
\nbut the spiritual
\nand what can be cherished in heart-
\nit is the elevation of souls
\nas we work as a team-
\nnever one above the other,
\nbut he is willing to lead
\nand view life through a clear screen
\ntossing aside the rose-colored hue
\nthat muddles the view of reality.<\/p>\n
Some like their partners
\nlike paper dolls,
\ncarved out and cut
\nin specific form to remain as that
\nunchanging-
\nbut what I desire is fluid-
\na liquid love to quench my thirst
\nfrom a well that never runs dry.<\/p>\n
I desire to be the only one he sees
\nwithout concern his eyes would catch
\nupon the fabric of another pretty face.
\nI desire to be held and cherished
\nvalued as a woman,
\nsafety and comfort, a necessity.
\nI desire a man who will
\nrise to the occasion
\nand gently guard my body and heart
\nlike a sentinel –
\never watching and aware-
\nprotective and respectful of
\nthe boundaries set in place.
\nSlow to anger, quick to forgive
\npatience for our highs and lows
\nas the journey of life
\nebbs and flows-
\nand with every disagreement –
\ncoming together as equals
\ninstead of portioning out complaints
\nto ears that feed division.
\nAnd he’d remind me in every way possible
\nmy value to him-and I, he respectively.<\/p>\n
If this be you,
\nwith an oath to remain true
\nand you see my imperfections and flaws
\nas beauty marks instead of
\na stain and offense upon the eyes.
\nIf you can love me without conditions
\nwithout a trace of a second guess-
\nIf you can desire only my hands and lips
\nand tender kiss-
\nIf you can remain true and chaste
\npromised only to me…
\nIf you can accept the whole of me
\nand everything in between-
\nand are respective to my wishes
\nand dreams without pressing,
\nencourage the balance
\nbetween both our needs-
\nprove your devotion through
\ncostless thoughtful gestures-
\nfar richer than can be purchased,
\nand if You love God
\nmore than you love me,
\nthen perhaps there is a future
\nfor you and I-
\nand gladly I will bequeath to you
\nthe very best of me.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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