She Knows
How she knows her place, where she stands and that she can never take her place. Here she sits and fades sweetly into her dream, the dream she dreams when the daylight fades and night creeps in. Her eyes close and she traces the outline of his face, she smiles, and she knows where his love lies, still there. Yet she longs for his tender embrace for him to fold her in his arms and rock her aching soul...She knows how to love and how to feel, how to be sensitive to his needs, desires, and wants to sooth his heart touch his skin hold him in her embrace. She would give in with out hesitation, without question because even thru his words he makes her feel beautiful, wanted and worth love and to be loved, and the love she has to give is free and unconditional without obligations or strings... can he see, does he see... or is it just a lead a play just so that he might see goodies and lie with her in between the sheets taking her sweet honey then leaving her to weep.
She knows he holds a seed deep within and longs and aches for her and hopes one day she says come home... yet, still she dreams... dreams of his perfect smile, his soulful eyes that draw her in, hears his voice, his laugh... she will and wants to give in. To love him as long as love allows, as long as it will last, forever and a day if it will happen that way. She asks with a smile if he would take her hand and hold it close to his heart as she takes hold of his placing it to her chest, here he will feel her beating heart here he will know where he lies... ever close to her, ever and forever no matter what.
She knows, so she plays coy and doesn’t let him see or know what she really thinks, but should she? Would he, will he open his eyes, his heart his mind and let her in, try love once again? She knows, yet her love grows.
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