Walk With You By T. Alisha Rogers
I remember so well
A person of whom I dreamed
A person of strength
A person of means
Humble, yet full of grace
Elegant, wise, uncommon
Beautiful inside, as much as her face.
She is the woman I would be
The woman matured, the woman me
Here I am
Here I stand,
Changed somewhat
Changed by life's grand plan
My body no longer slender
My waistline no longer petite
I bare the scars of life
Perhaps badges is of what I speak
Wisdom has come to me
Many lessons learned
Mistakes are always inevitable
How we handle them is what makes our life path turn.
Each of us have a depth to us
Waiting to be discovered
An intimate level of being
An evolution to be uncovered
Unbeknownst to the girl I once was
Were the challenges,
The hardships,
The bruises,
I was destined to incur
I transcended the woman of my youth
For the many times
My heart has been bled
Do not look at face value
Take some time to go a little deep
There is a beautiful soul being protected
The woman of my youth but more unique.
A moment of quiet,
Love's peace,
Bear with me,
Take in to me,
My body's embrace.
Shh, wait,
Feel this,
Feel this,
My pulse,
Pulse,
My pulse,
Pulse.
Life force,
Coming forth,
Hardly quiet,
Love's force.
Bear with me,
Take the ride with me,
Not an easy ride,
Long hard ride,
To journey's end,
A moment of quiet,
Rest, rest in my place.
Touch me
If you know me
Touch me
Feel how I feel
The softness of my skin
Touch me
Feel the warmth of me
From within
Touch me
In ways I never knew
Entice me
Bring out the inner you
Touch me
Reach inside my thoughts, my mind
Show me no fear to see inside
Touch me
Warm my soul, let my spirit be
Take down my walls
Touch me
Be prepared for me
I go deep
Are you ready for me?
Touch me
When I was beautiful
I walked with grace,
When I was beautilful
A smile was my face
When I was beautiful
Words were like silk from my lips
When I was beautiful
Without touching, you felt my kiss
When I was beautiful...
The sky had brilliant light
Sunrise, Sunset, magnificent was the sight
When I was beautiful
Compassion was easy
When I was beautiful
My radiance was more than skin deep
When I was beautiful
I had many hopes, dreams.
My beauty must be fading
No smile on my face,
Words are in thoughts,
Not flowing from my lips
My beauty must be waning
The sky is filled with clouds
No brilliance, just a hazy shroud.
Once I was beautiful...
Now a face in the crowd.