till the end of night
and dawns growing amber glow
my quenched thirst wont be for long
because i thirst for you
i long for you
my body and soul crave your touch
your guidance..your protection and your gifts
i crave what i doubt i will ever find
let alone keep for my own
people talk a good talk...
but actions are pitiful in response
to find a man who looks at me like i am an angle
talks to me like an equal
someone stong enough for me to lean on
but smart enough to know when to step back
someone to take care of me
but not baby me
someone to love.....and to explore boundries with
someone to want me....i am no trophy
but i am worth fighting for...
