Her

I worte this before I really knew I loved her. After maybe a month or so of us dating. Now I know we are perfect for each other. She's amazing.

It's her.

when asked where does it comes from?

I reply "it's her."

that's it nothing more.

All bundled up in a titanic Maelstrom of emotions, and all I can say is, "it's her."

There's no giving one specific example,

there are just to many to name.

I love her.

few others share my kind of love,

yet it's the love she deserves,

or is it?

"W***e, s**t, b***h!"

where do these insult's come from?

She's so sweet,

beautiful,

yet untamed as the sea,

wild and uncontrollable;

yet she has a way of making one forgive.

Those eyes,

pure and wholesome, deep and mysterious,

as if holding some unknown thought.

She hugs and kisses me, the warmth of her body engulfing me,

pulling me in, holding me down,

and ultimately drowning me.

How do I survive?

I'm not sure.

She asks me daily if I'm all right.

Tells me, I look like I'm about to kill.

How do I respond? How does anyone respond?

Why does she ask me and me alone these questions?

Is it because she cares for me, or because she yearns to know if she yet has me in her grasp?

What are you thinking? she asks inclining her head in a suggestive manner,

Probing, Searching,

those eyes, boring into my soul.

Nothing, is all I can reply.

How does one reply when ones head is bombarded by a hundred thoughts,

all in that instant she asks the question.

Why do you want to know?

No reason she says, does she mean it?

It's a quiet relationship.

Unusually so in my opinion, not what I pictured a relationship to be.

And yet I can't help but have a feeling of helplessness.

As if I caught in a rip-tide going out to sea.

and yet isn't it funny, that's the situation is it not?

Me, caught in a rip-tide,

quickly being pulled out never to return,

unable to control myself,

totally at the mercy of the raging yet beautiful sea,

her.

Reviews

[Amber Watson]

Great writing about your love. That's what I love to read romance type poems, stories. This is a great piece. You keep them coming. I'd love to come back and read more of your poems. Thanks!