She Poem by Mapatha walter

She is the woman
Her presence on earth keeps me shivering with love
And wen she gives up her spirit i will be left with tears of love
And will cry with joy
I wonder where she come from
her innocence makes her shine like the morning sun
She is the pillar that hold my emotion at the moment
For she is strong and rigid
I cannot escape from her strength that holds me
I wonder why she chose me
It makes me ponder everyday
The love that she gives me is the heavenly thunder
That breaks every yoke of bitterness
The love that she offers me is summer lightning
That lightens every dark channel in my heart
Solely she came to me
Took me from the hot stone burnt by the summer sun
And lay me upon the smooth sand
Where i can sink and play underground
she is the woman
The woman of grace
The woman of passion
Her zeal toward me moves me within
Her passion shapes me and grounds me
I am grounded
Like a criminal in a prison cell
she!