When a Man Loves You

Excerpt from Resonance of the Soul – Flowers and Harmonics. This poem appears in the soon-to-be-published anthology, published by IEME LLC, and coming soon to Amazon and major bookstores. It is also featured on YouTube, bringing its words to life through spoken expression. When a man loves you, truly loves you, he will love you back twice, with fire in his heart. His touch speaks trust, not suspicion. Seek not his purse, nor his seed for lineage, he will sense it, and he will flee. He craves genuineness, pure and unfiltered. Tell him: "I love you because of you, not your name, not your title, not your wealth, but the light that radiates from your soul." Shine for him, and he will love you. When you respect him, when you listen—truly listen—not just to his words, but to the rhythm of his silence, he will love you with a force that shakes the heavens. Tell him: "I love you because you ground me, protect me. Your love keeps me anchored in a world full of storms." Be kind, be sweet. Love his mother with tender humility; honor his father with quiet reverence. Speak no ill of those who gave him life. In your grace, he will see the queen of his destiny, the jewel of his crown, the keeper of his fire. Listen to his heart, not just his voice. Hear his cries more deeply than his laughter. Hold his hand with wonder, and he will lift you to realms unseen. Feed not just his hunger, but his dreams. Let him yearn for your touch in the still of night, and he will love you back with a devotion unbridled, an endless dance of fire and tenderness. Be his friend, his confidant, his mate, and he will become everything you ever hoped for. With his eyes, he will softly tell you: "I love you." "But he looks at other women," you say. Who does he come home to? Build his spirit; do not break him. Even wandering eyes will find their anchor in you. Ask him gently, without fear: "What is it you see? Her hips? Her hair? Her youth?" Then smile and remind him, with confidence and grace: "I am all this and more. My hips sway to the rhythm of ancient drums. My hair gleams like the cosmos above. And my soul burns with a fire no one else can tame." When a man loves you, truly loves you, he will parade you like a rare treasure. He will bring you to see Mama, presenting you as the heartbeat of his soul. He will dance with you in the rains of Soweto, laughter rising with every raindrop. He will twirl you under the covers, whispering words so fervent that the storms of Jupiter pale. Every morning, he will wake with joy and say: "My love, my love, I adore you." He will fry eggs and ham to nourish you, and hum broken tunes to mend your soul. His imperfect songs, brimming with love, will patch the cracks in your heart, until your spirit soars with his. Live your love—don’t just speak of it. Show it in your laughter, your touch, your gaze. Be his flame, his calm, his guiding star. For when a man loves you, truly loves you, he will raise you to the heavens, and your union will burn brighter than constellations. Together, your love will become a dance, a story so timeless, even the stars will remember.