Imagine, the wind being my last breath. If you listen closely, you can hear the beautiful melody in the night sky. As the wind blow past your heart, suddenly you feel the agony inside slowly cease.
When I think about you, I don't think about a woman I want to be intimate with. When I think about you, I think about a woman who I want to take her pain, anger, and guilt. Holding and loving the very things which make you feel ugly. Amazingly, awake the inner beauty.
When you smile, in that moment the world slows down. With astonishment, I look up and I thank God for the opportunity to put a gorgeous smile on his beautiful creation. Your sweet voice is like peaceful hands embracing me, comforting me, and loving me past my sorrow. When you cry, I wish my voice could be the cure to heal and comfort the tears that bleed within.
When you‘re in my presence, relax your mind. Allow me to swim in the ocean of your emotions for the chance to grow in love with you. As I look in your brown eyes, it would break a soft spirit not to love you eternally. So, while I take you by the hand; I hope your heart is willing to walk on this journey of compassion. By: Milton Styner, Jr.