She Will

My intentions are pure, I swear it

I saw you sitting alone by yourself, looking isolated

I can be more than a shoulder to cry on. I can be more than just your man.

From one glimpse it became abundantly clear how truly beautiful you are. The way you carried yourself, suggested an underlying grace mucked up by years of betrayal and decpetion

Allow me to be the outlier, the fire that burns the inhibitions lying deep within you

In my thoughts I held your hand and it was warm. Our love could be hotter than sitting by the fireplace on an average afternoon

Who fed you lies about yourself? That you weren’t enough? That you weren’t pretty or graceful enough? Blasphemy. I would have thought you were Nike herself.

I don’t know the best way to approach you, though I see you in the same place every afternoon… but a simple greeting might do.

I want to rendezvous with you. Can we meet at the usual place? You know the one…