This girl,
this woman –
A puzzle,
a phenomenon,
Few words can describe,
The ecstasy
The journey,
That will leave you
Elated
Desolated
And still
Yearning

In the smile
So sensuous
A lingering essence,
Of the woman –
The half
That completes you
Yet leaves you
Yearning

And now
You fight,
For reasons unknown,
Her logic,
Her ration
Are alien to
Your own,
Is this your life?
You wonder aloud,
You look for the magic,
The mystical sounds,
Remains evasive,
Grayness surrounds,
Only
The familiar
Yearning

And suddenly
Through the darkness,
The sound
Of her laughter
And just like that
Grayness disappears,
She comes to you,
Her feathery touch,
Her lilting voice,
Once again
Mesmerized,
You know
You are doomed,
When she
Cuddles up to
You
And leaves you
Satiated
But
Yearning