The Dream

This life has turned around many curves past many beautiful places that have beckoned me to stop and walk among the wild flowers. I have stopped to walk among the wild flowers bending low to smell and gaze at their intricate colors wondering if there is anyone out there that would pull me down and explore the wonders of this world ? I look for a woman to complete me to bring to my world what I can not give. I dream of a woman that I will pour a bath for , light candles for that I will wash her back in the moon light and ask her to dance to the sound of the waves. I dream of a woman I smell on the breeze , who's eyes I swim in dropping all pretenses on the shore. My skin is so soft that a baby will coo when she touches my chest. She would appreciate me not for my beauty, but even more for the beauty inside my soul. She has a smile that comes from inside and some would say rivals the sun. She will move with confidence and she will look for a man whose touch is tender and this touch awakens all who meet him to the fact that there is love in this world. When ever she is near I will not be able to contain myself and my body will respond automatically pulling her gently to me. My heart will always want to make her smile. Yet she is no twig to be broken. She is strong and resilient like a willow bending but never braking in the wind. Her sadnesses is deep he knows the pain of this world, but her joy brightens a room. She calls to the man in me to love her so deeply, to find every way to pleasure her and she wants to do the same. I could hold, kiss , make love to her all day and she would beam when we stepped outside to go for a swim. These are my dreams this is the heart I carry. I am gentle and I am independent but I love oh so deeply! Is it you my woman?