Love,
Would you, a man?
Who loves you, for who you are,
A man, without demands,
From a heart and soul,
Drowning, in passions untold.

Expressing a love,
That could never, be cloned,
Only you, does he see,
In his deep, stare into your soul.

In his mind,
Placing himself,
Where he wants to be,
Inside, within you,
Occupying your passionate soul.

Dare would you?
Forbid him, to whisper,
"I Love You"
Ever so gently, in your ears.

As two, searching souls,
Suckle love,
Like a rose thirsting,
For the morning dew.

By William Bonilla