Thoughts of Her

Since the first day I met her, I saw my future in her eyes. When I'm with her time stands still.  And on the other hand, it seems to fly. Every day I think about her. And the electricity of when we touch.  Sometimes my emotions run wild, because of how I want her so much. She lights fire to my soul, and puts wind to my sail.  If love is really blind, then I'd treat her body like braille. I think about the times we share and the absolute joy that she brought me I hold her and hug her in my dreams, wake up with empty arms and the experience of her spiritual essence in reality has taught me. Sometimes I miss her voice, a beautiful song to caress my ears. I would settle for just being her tissue, and gladly wipe away all her tears. I imagine running my fingers through her hair.  Every night I'll be her teddy bear.  When I ask her how her day was, I'm asking because I really care. I love rubbing all over her, and massaging her stress away.  The way her body responds to my touch I realize how much I want and need her in every way.  I will come for my baby, when the time is appropriate. We might be meant to be even if we don't know it yet. I want to shower her with my love and bathe her in a sea of diamonds and pearls. I would do anything just to see the smile of the most beautiful woman in the world