As i sit down to let my mind think of the greatest woman to know, i begin to write, as my pen touches this paper which allows only the real man in me to come out, ink squirt as words begin to flowing i wonder what's coming out, as i say.......to stare in your love struck eyes is only a blessings from the lord, a man who has his mindset on giving you the intellect, the style and grace, the beauty to not have to approach your man but he finds you, lurking through the darkest of this cold world, with no heart to beat or yet alone a soulmate to complete, i cried affections of tears as long as river runs, to the ache in my heart with a tornado or an earthquake comes, my world becomes shook up and damaged from the pain i am set in, i need a woman who is very expressive and impressive with a pen, who is able to write and BEEASY with the words that she says, opening up her heart and comforting me with her eyes, opening up her arms as we wrap each other up life straight jackets, lacking the mist of love and affection we both begin to yearn, hurting through pain and past relationships as together we must learn, as i place my pen down to roll across the paper and then stop, i close the book hoping only hoping to hear her poem response and affection when im not.............