It's Always Been You, Girl

I love to watch you be a women: How you wake in the morning still sluggish in your sighs The perfection of your hair array is a painted picture in my eyes Your lips a gentle caress velvety tingle mine Your kiss all the whispers of a passion still confined Your skin just receptive as all inhibitions cast to sea This close to the flame, the candlelight consummates my queen I long for the teasing pleasure of a touch, and spoken words underneath each breath Just to watch you be: A lover and a mother you captivate me Can we change places for a moment I want you to see what I see I long to be your trust so you can be a woman Woman in strength and in vulnerability I am in awe of your body, of God's artistry The glow of a pregnancy, the mystery, the unconditional love Likened to Heaven above Your angel face, for my eyes to see I wish to reflect you, and you, me