This Man

For my Heart. My wish is for him to see what I see!!

This Man

This man…… he gives life with his weathered strong hands

Scraps of wood, bits and pieces, fragments he molds

Restoring the soul of this battered wood that he holds

He believes in the dirt, the wood and the water

 These earthy things soften what life has made harder

His heart and spirit are still and guarded,

By the cold distant world cruelly bombarded

Pain he’s lived, strife he yearns to avoid

His peace and serenity often destroyed

His eyes have grown sadly tired and distant

The claws of his demons sharp and insistent

I wish he could see with his eyes as I do with mine

A man strong and noble and fine

A man deserving of love and care

A man confident, unique and rare.

So much like the wood he loves and fashions

He ignites my desires and fuels my passions

If I could only make him know, understand

This woman was born to nourish this man

Feed his soul, his heart, his mind

His resting place in me to find.

Serenity a touch away

It waits for him yesterday and today…..

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