UNION

I'm sorry I've left you buried in despair. In fear of the words that appear in my sleep as if it was written in chalk for all to read and point at embarrasment I refuse for all to read. I surrender to you to allow our light shine without a shade of opinions on what we are to think, eat, sleep or breate. You wear the crown now, your worries have turned the frown of your flesh to a smile. I bow to you ! You are whom has made me who we are. We are one in the same although the game had you twist you I dismissed the depths of your qualms in life now I know we are like husband and wife. A union to be reckoned with I am no longer your spirits mistress in distress I am loving less the quest of nightmares, I am in rare form turning your storms into sun drenched days. I make you hot and happy in many ways, bringing waves of mutual experience you were never the spirit of recklessness but my awareness of why I thrive to be the woman that refuses to cry for things that don't belong to those who don't believe in trying to attain them. We join hands listening to our own band drums beating silence when others are speaking we are in tune I am your bedroom lover finger tips of a woman that has no other thought but to please I am you within me. I hope that I have learned to earn your trust cause neither one of us knows what it is to be without the thrust of our beating heart. I love you, for what you have invested in me to make the word we! You are her, the one that brought the word we!