Here is another from my poetry archives. It was inspired by the Bryan Adam’s song “have you ever really loved a woman?” This song stops me in my tracks when I hear it, because it’s the way i want to be loved which this poem it inspired is also about.
Since the poem is short, and I like to include photos with my poems, I am including two photos. Is a snap shot
of a photo taken by photographer Alan Kolbeck when I was 23 back in my modelling days. It will represent me at my best outer beauty. (Sorry this was before digital so settled for a picture of the photo. Alan is seriously talented so the real photo is much more amazing.)
The second photo is me at 45 this morning when I just woke up…bed head hair, no make-up, still in my jammies. It will represent me at my worst outer beauty.
The point of juxtaposing these two photos is that the kind of love this poem and Bryan’s song are conveying is a love, not for outer beauty, but for all the good stuff on the inside that never fades.
To love her
Breathe her in through your heart
Hold her there above you
sun shining down through her hair in streams of precious gold
framing her adoring face as her eye lids gently bow, soft lashes falling to her cheeks
She inhales and tips her chin toward you, opening her eyes to meet yours…waiting
Windows to her truth…the beauty of her soul laid open