What I mean when I say that I want depth in a man
The Depth of My Man
He should have loved,
He should have cared,
He should have shared,
And He should have borne;
He could have lost,
But He would have learnt,
He could have gained,
But He should have shared;
He would have saved,
And He would have spent,
On the essentials of life for himself,
And for all of His friends;
He would have loved,
And He would have cared,
And not for one,
But for all beings Instead;
And He would have been kissed,
And He would have been loved,
Without any greed,
Or Without being asked for anything in return;
He would have been healed,
He would have been scared,
He may have been scarred,
But He would have borne;
He would have seen,
The world around today,
And He would love me,
For the fool that I was yesterday;
He would be all in, not half out,
He would be game for true love
And not a fall out;
He would dig deeper into His wounds,
Only to heal them with sunlight and the moon,
He would love me with all that light,
And crave me with all His might;
Yes He would exist and He would come,
He would hold me and We would evolve,
He would save me from my death of fears,
And He would bury my scars and love me dear;
For all that I had done and for all that I wish to do,
For all the memories I hold and all those I care for too;
And down on His knees He would come to me and ask,
Riding on a horseback, singing with a guitar,
Thou feminine energy will you ever be mine,
Ever ours and Ever thine?
