He Saw We

He looked into my eyes
And to my surprise,
He saw me.

He saw the woman, strong on the outside,
Willing, able and ready to abide.
He saw me.

He reached for my hand but not to lead me into temptation.
Not just a thrill, a sensation.
He felt me.

He pulled me close to him and said,
“To thee, I bring marital love to our wedding bed."
He felt me.

He kissed my lips
And deep down into my hips,
He felt me.

He saw my tears
From many painstaking years,
He loved me.

He saw the artist in my soul.
He saw a woman to behold.
He loved me.

He looked into my eyes again
He saw the loneliness driving me insane.
He loved me.

He made love to my mind,
Careful was he not to leave me behind.
He became we.

He stepped to me with subtle passion,
The sort that has no ration,
He became we.

He wiped my pain away,
With just four words, “ I’m here to stay.”
He became we.

He saw we,
Not he, not she
But we.

Where is he?

Sugaree

[ October 16, 2004, 02:03 PM: Message edited by: Sugaree ]