Often in times
when one speak's of love
we think of the heart
of a woman so pure
as woman in love
our minds run astray
and into our hearts
we write of passion
romantic visions
when lovers embrace
yet nothing more powerful
to an eye of a female
then words from a man
when his heart has been kissed
men of mystery
strong sleek individuals
writing of the flowers
that have scented their
nose as the petals
has graced their lips
men of romance
grace our hearts
as they open the
forbidden desire
to shower our eyes
with their loving devotion
oh how I melt
when my lover speaks of me
when he captures our love
the glorious blessing
neither of us can hold down
destiny has brought us together
for many lovers it seems
for I shall smile
as days go by
when reading the words
from a man
when he has been bitten
of love so sweet
