It is not always necessary
To be in the presence
Of the one that makes your heart beat faster
The one that ignites your passions
Defines your needs
Whose touch remains
Long after his body has departed
It is nice to know that he simply exists
Is somewhere
That in a limitless world
Your One has come forward
And places himself in your path
Meets your eyes
Does not blink
Realizing
You are his story
He may be standing in someone else’s kitchen
Overheated
Touching the succulent flesh
Of fresh fruit
Or slicing warm bread
For sustenance
Unable to think
Of anything else
But returning
To you
*****
©AvrgBlkGrl, 2014. No part of this material may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, mechanical, electronic, or used in any other fashion without the express prior written permission of the owner. This manuscript is specifically written for Stories Space.
To be in the presence
Of the one that makes your heart beat faster
The one that ignites your passions
Defines your needs
Whose touch remains
Long after his body has departed
It is nice to know that he simply exists
Is somewhere
That in a limitless world
Your One has come forward
And places himself in your path
Meets your eyes
Does not blink
Realizing
You are his story
He may be standing in someone else’s kitchen
Overheated
Touching the succulent flesh
Of fresh fruit
Or slicing warm bread
For sustenance
Unable to think
Of anything else
But returning
To you
*****
©AvrgBlkGrl, 2014. No part of this material may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, mechanical, electronic, or used in any other fashion without the express prior written permission of the owner. This manuscript is specifically written for Stories Space.
