I look at you, my love,
And I see myself.
My desires.
My inadequacies.
My achievements.
My vulnerability.
I look at you, my love,
And I see you.
Your tenderness.
Your masculinity.
Your ambitions.
Your kindness.
I look at you, my love,
And I see our future.
Our worries.
Our offspring.
Our contentment.
Our fulfillment.
I look at you, my love,
And I see the icing on the cake,
The sweat cleaned off my brows,
The cruel whispers turned to dust,
The palpitations of my heart ceasing.
Finally resting,
With you, my love.
Written By
© Ivie M. Eke 2016.
