~ I Wish You Love ~

There's a sadness in him
that neither his even voice 
nor carefully chosen words will give away.
Yet his eyes and silence betray him often.

There is great melancholy in his smile~
A flatness to his lips
where I wonder if true love has ever kissed him. 

There's a love song beneath his rough and sharp edges.
Words and music that when aroused by love will make his lips curve 
all the way up to his eyes so that the glow of love may shine through.
A song that will awaken and rock his heart 
and bring out everything beautiful in him
that has been hidden..

I am nothing to him.
...An observer really.
I am but a woman who wishes to see love's smile blossom on his face
and to hear his laughter come from his belly.
I have no power or want to encite his love.
Yet, I desire his happiness~
For him to deeply give and get love~
more than he'll ever know.

© 2014 Stacy J French (Roosa) (All rights reserved)





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