Will you love me as the sun loves the water lily on a warm, still pond?
Are you the gentle lover that I have waited for? Shall I wish you into me,
Shall I wish you into my bed to lay your skin upon me? Shall I say the words to draw you,
To let the maleness of you find the woman lost inside me? Shall I make you want me,
To unfold me as a flower beneath the sky, caress the sadness from my eyes?
And will you love me forever as the sun loves the water lily on a warm, still pond?
© 1991 J.L.Stanley |