I Love a Man – Ally

I love a man.

The longing for his touch makes my skin ache

and my ears throb,

for I long for the melody of his voice.

I love a man.

I just want to hold his hand, to feel the soft, complicated swirls of his palm,

the playful squeeze to my fingers.

I love a man.

His eyes penetrate my soul and eliminate all my doubtful and negative views.

His eyes are so pure

and yet, they hold so much of a reflection to my pain and suffering.

Its as though the blue,

which was once a vast sky,

Has become a rough and inconsistent tide,

Pulling me under and spitting me out.

Pulling me under and spitting me out.

I love a man.

He was once existent, however now,

I look back and it recurs as a dream.

One that I did not want to wake from.

I have awoken.

And I still love a man.