A man without measure

There's a man in my life

A man that I treasure

He's the one beyond perfection

A man without measure

The old soul that he harbors

gives a depth to his art

The stuff that he writes

touches one in the heart

With words he plays deftly

An ace up his sleeve

The outcome, a masterpiece

That you won’t believe

 

There's a man in him

that sees through your soul

There's nothing you can hide

he reads all stories untold

The man in him awakens

the woman in me

Should i let him ride along

to my destiny?

Author's Note

Thanks.

Reviews

[Baby Ricochet]

Wonderful dedication................

[Dayran]

Kruppz ... its nice to get to know you better. Its true then that perfection is still valued in the world. I thought the man must promise to go weekly to the grocer ... and take out the garbage daily. A lovely sentiment about human possibilities. It'll certainly be nice to have him for a friend.

[Acropolix]

Thank you for writing this poem and for leaving the door open to your heart for us to see. Love, true love, makes you see the beauty and depth of a man's soul. A private beauty, one not hidden in a smile, or the color of your eyes, but an invisible kind. The one that does not know words, or images, or a smell. It is felt in the heart. A feeling of mutual understanding, a bond of trust, unbreaking loyalty, tenderness, friendship. A feeling which arises when you stare into one another's eyes. I hope one day to walk into the door you opened here and stare into those eyes. Experience without a measure what you see here. Thank you.