When I Love

~~~ Love is not Lustful~~~ I love your spirit... I love your mind... I love the way you handle your business! I love the woman in you when you speak to women. I love the man in you when you speak to men. I love the child in you when you speak to children. I love your many walks. Whereby, I will gladly follow you down any street in America and abroad. I will keep in step with your time and change my rhythm to your rhyme. I admire the first touch of you; 'tis the touch of your spirit as it brushes against my soul. It warms me whenever I am cold and cools me whenever I am hot. I am humbled at the first taste of you; as I devour your wisdom as you define the mysteries of my life. When I make love to you... it's with mind, body, spirit, and soul. You have "The all of me"... the best of me... the worst of me... what I reveal and that which is kept in my secrecy. Take me "Now" while I am yours... fearless and free... Take me before I become... other than myself. Not many of us are able to be unguarded, unrepressed, unsheathe; able to be entrusted with our true emotions. Who among us is strong enough to handle love and all its realities? Can I be myself or must I remain within the image of...?