One of many
As you recognized
I spoke to you
Mentally
You heard me
Physically
Bringing you to
Life
As the picture of the
Woman
I came to hold
Attentively
To touch the breast
Of sensitivity
A nourisher
Has learned to
Nourish you
To be a source of
Strength and
Warmth to you
When you are cold
To pull you into
The comfort of
His arms
To hear our heart beats
To be your guiding
Star
That’s at your
Bedside at night
The flower that
Grows in your
Vallies
Can it be?
I’m your answered
Prayer
On the breath of an
Angel
Like the butler
That opened your
Door
Who sometimes is so
Ordinary
That he has been
Overlooked
And if you have
Seriously
Brought these
Words to
Life
You have become
A source of
My nourishment.