Almost like there are too few words to explain the feelings I have about how God masterfully created your temple.
Please don't misunderstand me your body is just right, but what I am really talking about is the intellectual capacity of your mental
See what you were blessed with is fundamental
Gifted with the endurance of an oxen
Pulling and plowing day after day at your dreams yet gotten,
Carrying a loaded burden in your heart, heavier than could any stallion
yoked by amnesia, but let me remind you, you are astounding
Consummated with the passion of the venus ruled bull
Your just another one of love's fools
cuz out of your pores, the need for closeness, and your telling emotions ooze
Losing focus to your urge, just to settle for what some men would consider taboo
Poised as a Pharaoh, resiliently negotiating fate with Hemuset by any means
Taken by your royal essence I dream, dreams of me as your queen
You like Horus gave my faith for love life, after it had been murdered by the presence of Osiris
My love for you makes me want to hop into a time machine
just to go back and learn the ancient egyptian art of massage
So that I can use these hands, to caress all the tensions in your body out,
each and every night after night
But see you've bitterly barrecaded the best part of you
and trust me I understand, I once would have said "that's smart of you"
letting the pain of the past dictate your future
and the nay-sayers of the present apply your sutures
Seems you've forgotten that their modern medicine aint go nothin on love
The healing I have for you was created by none other than the one above
See I don't mind being 90 to your 10 so that you can become 100
So I, can know precisely that your visions of untamed ambition are not blighted
See Your the type of man that makes me realize I don't need a big diamond ring attached to an elaborate wedding band to wear on my hand
Cause your love in my heart would make my eyes sparkle more brilliant than any diamond can
Just a simple I do will do to lock our souls more tightly than if it were tiffany's, Tacori, or whateva brand
I guess what I'm trying to say is...
Every time I try to write a love poem inspired by you they seem to just get more simple and more simple
Almost like there are too few words to explain the feelings I have about how God masterfully created your temple.
Maybe if I wasn't so filled with the fear of hearing my own voice's nervous tremble
I'd stop trying to be so artful and just say...
I LOVE YOU
~Wonderwoman
Hi,
ReplyDeleteI like how you incorporate the Egyptian goddess Hemuset into your poetry with her characteristic of fate.