A Poem for my Wife

Within you is a fire,
to which nothing can compare.
Within you is a desire,
I can tell because you care.


I miss your sweet caress,
so glowing tender and sweet.
Its absense I express,
Leaves me incomplete.

I sense the feelings inside you,
though masked they may be now.
I sense what might be true,
Its essense you must allow.

So don't wonder what could be,
An emotion so alluring.
If my love you can't quite see,
Its presence is enduring.

Love,
Donald