The Substance Of A Man Poem by christina henry

I'd seen many a men,
Who i had no knowledge of
not one possesed what it was,
That i was looking for.

When i first lay my eyes on him
a figure, and form of distinguishness
In truth he made my head turn.

His eyes they spoke to me in such a way
and i became undone
I lost all conciousness of the world,
because i my heart was won.

I soaked up everything he stood for
With my whole being
Intoxicated with my thoughts
And not getting a moments peace.

In my awakening, of what i felt inside
I only hoped he see my heart, when he looked into my eyes

I saw and fell for, he conquered, and rendered
And stirred in me a love that cannot be measured.