It is the shape of her hip;
The jut of her jaw;
The dimple at the base of her throat
That attracts me.
It is the smile on her face;
The laughter in her voice;
The courage in her heart
That keeps me.
It is the heat of her touch;
The desire burning from her eyes;
The questing of her tongue
That owns me.
It is the gentle tear on her face;
The warmth of her smile upon my soul;
The acceptance of my hopes and dreams
That binds me to her ever more.
April 26, 1999