She Says Shes

She says she’s 29 38 54 22 19, 84 And the fire of my desire for her Grows insatiably with each word. She tests my head, My heart… Her sole consolation Awash in the tides of passion Searching for my hand. She says she’ll make me strong, tough, A big man you’ll be… The flicker in her eye’s a mystery Unaware as to the well of this attraction My passion grows insatiably… She does not know That I hide my strength from her I don’t want to push her away. My leather heart so stretched and streaked Bent, bashed and broken On the sharp tongue and teeth of others Has grown strong and hard Impenetrable But to those I will inside Does she not know? That when I sleep my mind wanders wills to find her, And when the cold morning arrives, And I awake alone, I wonder if I should call her, Boisterously announce my awakening, From a night of restless thoughts and dreams of her, And as I sit sipping coffee awaiting her arrival, (Why for the first time in remembrance am I on time and even early?) Time turns endless and then she appears, My heart melts at the sight Of her kinky hair, cute feet And beautiful smile, So awash am I can’t even fathom the arms of another. And still she cries out from the sea For me to prove my love… And my passion grows insatiably! Her anguish and belittlement of our love Cold steel that streaks my heart For all the while I’m in the Boat beside her Laboring ore the oars That keep us future bound.