she dropped
the veil before me
and showed me
her naked soul
she opened
herself softly
and let me
breathe her in
she wears the
armor of a lifetime
of battles
she has fought alone
unimaginable
fortitude
silence her
second name
she paints
herself with a chiseled edge
yet in
colours of softer hues
letting the
eye distract the mind
from seeing
too deeply in
the requisite
trait of this virtue
immovable in
her strength
firmly
pressed against doors
opening and
stepping in
she walks
without hesitation
eyes and ears
alert
gauging the
landscape of her surroundings
before
pausing to stand still
unlatching
doors and turning on lights
leaving no
stone unturned
dipping toes
in the water
never fully
submerged
last night
she disrobed
standing
fully in my view
walked to the
water’s edge
and let the
waves crash over her
she floated
on its surface
on the crest
of every wave
soft blonde
hair darkening
as the water
covered her
her body
lithe and glistening
and the
shimmer of midnight’s moon
like a
dolphin leaping above the waves
and diving in
again
slowly she
surfaced from the sea
and stood
tall within my gaze
she allowed
me to wrap myself around her
and dry her
soaking skin
she let me
taste the salt
and breathe
in the scent of the sea
until once
again her skin became
warm to my
touch
she leveled
her eyes to mine
she smiled
and held me close
she let me
dress her slowly
before the
sun rose again
~ a gift for my muse~
