You do not see
Me as I see you.
You do not see
Who I am as a man,
Who I can be in
Your life. You do not
See how much I value
Your heart and mind,
How much your words
Stir my imagination.
How much your form
Ignites my passion.
You are not to blame.
You’ve spent a lifetime
Painting a picture that
Attracts who you need
And what you need to
Feel safe and protected.
You’ve seen your reflection
So long you believe that
Without the smiles and
Costumes, without the
Romance and passion,
There can be no security.
When skin grows thin
And wrinkles appear,
When breasts sag and
The end is in near, who
Will be there to hold you?
To want you? To tell you
That who you are today is
Better than who you were,
And that your tomorrows
Are better than all the
Yesterdays, because you
Are loved and treasured
By one who waited quietly
For the storm to pass and
For you to find his arms
And lips, and heart.