The Woman You Love

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first love

 when you look at me
do you see her face?
do you remember what
she tastes like first thing
in the morning?
do you recall
her scent
calling you to find
her smile
awaiting your kiss
beneath
the sheets?
do you reminisce on
surrendering yourself
to her...
relinquishing your
insecurities to find
sanctity
in the beauty
of her spirit?
do you thirst for her?
do you hunger for her substance
to ease the pangs
of gnawing emptiness,
consequent of
attempting to consume
waxed fruit?
do you look into her eyes
and appreciate the audacity
of her to love you
unconditionally?
do you embrace her...
the woman she is...
the treasure she was to you...
the testament she epitomized
as a body of faithfullness,
loyalty, and love?
so again,
when you look at me
do you see her face?
do you see who she was to you,
who i was to you?
i was the woman
who nourished you,
who fed your mind
with the fruits of my soul.
i was the woman
comforting u
in the wake of your nightmares
and supporting you
on the pathway to your dreams.
i was the woman
who had enough audacity
to love you beyond
your insecurities
because of my
unconditional love
for you.
i was all of those things to you,
everyday of our life together, yet
you never saw WHO i was to you.
now that i'm gone
i'm the woman you love...
i'm the woman you love?!?!
no, i'm the woman who loved you.
the woman you didn't appreciate.
the woman you let go.
the woman you replaced.
the woman you "love(d)".
I'm the woman
you wish she was.
so, now when you look at her
do you see my face?
don't answer that,
i'll answer for you...
yes.