He Inspires Me

He inspires me to be me.
In all my raw nudity he finds my beauty.
In the nakedness of me he finds comfort.
Never have I been so aroused by the simple, yet natural feeling of acceptance.
In his eyes I can see myself as only he can see me, and with every moment we share he
Brings out all that is me.
He inspires me without saying a word, to discover what had laid uncovered the essence of my womanhood which only seeks to be understood
Without touching he brings me to my natural state of being …one with me.
Understanding that as I unfold into myself I am opening to the world all of my goodness which can leave him breathless, and eagerly anticipating the joining of our souls
He inspires me to sing the songs of my tears. with every drop leaving behind my insecurities, mistakes and fears.

He inspires me, he inspires me , he…inspires me
Through the distance he encourages me to flow into feelings I have yet to experience , taste joy I only dreamed of , and embrace the sadness that engulfs my love.
Releasing me to drink of life, without judgment, constrictions or expectations.
He inspires me to be all woman. Excepting the masculine and feminine of me , challenging me to go deeper by accepting my journey, and understanding that at times I have to walk alone, yet I can always feels him as he walks his path to a destiny unknown.

He inspires me to be what I say and say what I am to be , such is he and he is what he is.
As turbulent as the pull of the moon, as gentle as a summers breeze, as comforting as a mothers embrace as passionate as two lovers finding themselves at a lose for words , where only the essence of their love can speak ….he is what inspires me.
To stay strong and be weak, to continue the path that I seek. To be demure and submissive, to be the voice that give us…breath.
To rise in all my glory , to inspire others with my story. To be the power of my truth of old, that holds the keys to the mysteries yet to unfold.

He inspired my mind to feel this rhyme, understanding that I am just and evolution in time, of what he is, what he brings, what he sees, what he feels , all that he is lives in me not just in his seed but in what he deems he is. The very basic of my needs, the aspiration of dreams …..he IN-SPIRES ME,
to be the love I seek, the truth I am, and the honesty to be had. He inspires me to listen and learn the very basics of speaking not to be heard but to hear every word that I say , through me he speaks.
He inspires me to constantly challenge myself to be the woman I wish to offer the world not for him but for me.
He inspires me.