Mark Edgemon has been writing for 30 years. He writes and publishes short stories, articles, poetry and scripts, as well as, produces audio comedy productions for over 700 radio stations nationwide.
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She walks before me undisguised, revealing her gentle beauty I am transfixed as she walks into my gaze Her image most gratifying to my senses, I feel the imprint of her soul upon mine And I find harmony in the singleness of our union
I cleave to her with all that is mine And I worship her, the handiwork of creation She is the pronouncement that beauty still exists And is proven, by the light that is reflected back from her countenance
Oh I love her from the depths of my soul I bow down to her feet and if I may, I kiss them I would that she walked upon me Saving her feet from ever touching the ground
I have never known such deep stirrings That swirls through my mind and soul And the blush on my face proclaims my embarrassment When she looks at me, ever so slightly
I feel her, reverberating through my body Whispering loving things, that fall like kisses on my face Oh my heart is filled with adoration Wanting to be close to her, time without end
She is my woman and yet, she is not A woman of such greatness of spirit belongs to the heavens But she shares my space and time For I have been given the sacred task to protect this special woman…given to me from the heart of God
Copyright © 2008 Mark Edgemon
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