Gene's Writings

She Knows Who She Is

It is for you fair lady I tend this sacred place.
I know not why I give to loves surrender.
To hold your essence in my hands with gentil honor.
I take your soul in my arms with sweet embrace
We gather in that trusted place.
With desire of virtue I hold your giveing with tender grace.
I cannot find the words that haunt me with explaination.
What I feel inside has all words to fit, yet none cannot.
It overwhelms me and I dare not doubt.
To once have known uncorupted love is beyond measure.
A gift of life I will always treasure.
Thank you for that one moment in time.
I will remember you with fondness and keep you at heart.
Someday we will be in the place where we will never part.
And joy will be ours forever.