I came with the what
The where
The how
The when
She presented me with the why
The reason to my rhyme
And time after time she showed me
The woman she claimed to be
She remained to be
With her I feel no limitations
She didn't come off as an act
Giving me a 180 degree imitation
Of something she wasn't
And I loved the fact that
The thought for herself
Taught herself to inspire
Through true companionship..
Never bothered with all that gamesmanship
Trying to tip those imaginary scales
Spurning those oft repeated tales
About how to handle the fragile ego of males
Instead she instinctively engaged my spirit
Listening closely to hear it nuances
Becoming in tune with my vibrations
And she in return shared with me
Citations from her soul
Her goal?
A sincere man/woman bonding
Responding to one another intrinsically...
Unreservedly
Reciprocity a constant
And deservedly so
Her sexuality she never considered a
Weapon used to ensnare
Only to share a deeper connection
And with care she would
Balance her methods of seducing
Without reducing a man in stature
Inducing my imagination
And forever capture my sentiment
Intimate feminine and genuine in her approach
Overstanding the nature of building with a man
Without yielding her essential self
No self righteous stipulations
No clandestine manipulations
Never seeking leverage or capitulation
No...
She would just simply...
Be...
Herself
From the very beginning...
And that was all I needed to see
As she became
The why to my what
The why to my where
The why to my when
The why to my how
She was my then...
She is my now..
And she will be...
My morrow...