His presence – sweetly invasive
He carries his lofty frame with gentle intimidation
Then he rubs his smile all over you
His teeth — a set of washed white
He’s here now –his eyes roaming my petite frame
He draws me close – with slow certainty
Then he wraps his arms around me – with counted energy
The strength from his hands – bullies my own
Reducing me into a rubble of smitten beauty
Journeys Within 