Thursday, August 25, 2022

Oh How I trembled

 Oh How I trembled


The fingers flutter lightly across her brow, pushing her hair away
He tries to think of words to say,
but they fail him.
He seeks to speak of movement of the soul that has bestowed him
As he is near her, his heart burst to life like hungry lion at the sight of prey
the sensation is more than he could convey 
All that he is, in this moment, is pulling toward her.
He is as a man with an outstretched hand
intent on recoiling a river,
The task is framed in impossibility to refrain the mighty and overwhelming urge for what is natural and beautiful.
Every atom orbiting within each cell seeks to charge to her.

He trembles,
Shaking as one would standing on the battlefield shortly after the last sword fell.
The restraint is so much more than most men would bear.
It looks like shivers in the cold,
as he struggles internally between being a man, and a good man.
He looks into her deep brown eyes and he can hear himself slipping away
HE can hear his voice slipping away
The choice between being the man that ravishes her, and the man that protects her from all wrong.

His eyes caress her lips slowly,
and in his mind he can see two futures unfold.
One that never regrets what would have unfolded, and the other that does what is righteous.
He yearns for intimacy, and yet, also honesty.
The variable of love becomes the strongest elemental component.
Will the cost of a moment, this moment, this beautiful moment, break something so priceless in time to come.

She places her hand on his face,
He melts into her embraces
He would give anything to lay down with her
He would give so much to be beside her for the sum of their days
In this second all he can think of is passion

So he leans in and kisses her sweetly
and he whispers so quietly in her ear
" I love you"
As he walks away.


And has he sits, and looks back at all the wonder and excitement he could have traveled. At the partner he would have had. At the unison.
He smiles at the truth of the matter.
That valor is sexy in itself.
And that he will protect her even from himself.


for love, is nothing without sacrifice.


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