Even if one got close
There is a mystery
A circular maze
A lot of history

 

If one navigates that
Things become more real
Closer to the center
Of the moving wheel

Here she lives and breathes
With a lot of moving parts
Children, home, and work
Tending many hearts

 

Deeper still into her core
Burning deeply bright
Lies the longest tunnel
Running out of sight

 

One could get lost there
Trying to find the end
Hoping to be a lover
Before he is a friend

 

Once true and made
The friend will discover
The tunnel opens up
To a trail called Lover

Winding along the river Truth
Past the draping Passion trees
Breathing the sweet air of Trust
From a gentle and kind breeze

 

There upon the path
Is laughter and play
Silliness and kisses
Any time of day

 

Still further in
The way dips and rises
Eventually arriving
To even more surprises

A house nestled in the woods
Made of the finest Loyal oak
With windows of Honesty
That cannot be broke

 

Inside is the heart
Of this beautiful mind
The living space of a queen
The most loving kind

If one is invited in
Care and tenderness abound
Happiness and gratitude
Are easy to be found

 

Inside these walls
Dreams are hatched
Plans are made
And efforts are matched

 

Beyond the French doors
Under a canopy of Desire
Lies a secret garden
And a place for a fire

On a bed of spring grass
Near the base of a pine
With a view to the stars
And the finest wine

 

She will lay alongside you
And whisper in your ear
If you listen with care
Your very heart will hear

The thunder of ten storms
The rumble of earth and rock
The roar of the seven seas
The call of a hunting hawk

The serene trickle of waterfalls
The flitting of hummingbird wings
The swish of salmon swimming
And many more surprising things

 

When she touches your skin
A bigger truth is revealed
It is her deepest self
Being unconcealed

Try as you may
Try as you might
You will never, ever find
A more beautiful sight

 

As Desire descends
Into her special place
Her eyes glow with color
Like embers on her face

Her arms surround you
With bosom to your chest
Her lips soft like feather
She brings out your best

 

Heaven’s gate has a key
That only few know about
There in the garden
She turns it without a doubt

 

If ever you find yourself
Reaching up high
To the left and out of reach
Be sure to know just why

Because a woman is a world
All unto her own
Deserving your very best
More than you have ever shown

 

If you can’t give her that
If you have yourself more in mind
Just stop and move away
And leave her to a better kind

-Michael Parks