Makes my chest
coursing through my veins
the return of my cheek's blushing colour
He is the combined essence of rain water and the mist rising off Niagara,
he is a like a thousand hugs from a mother, or a lifetime of lullabies from a violin orchastra
of heavenly archangels
He nurtures my
better than food or water......
He is the reason that
my pen wanders...
He whispers and calls me his darling Laura,
He is my
serenity, peace and shelter
Ares and Aphrodite Statue