The woman I dream of is the cornerstone of the foundation of life as I will live it. As far as I am aware, a woman being the cornerstone was never up to me. It wasn’t a choice I consciously made. It’s a reality that I merely became aware of years ago. I have craved the presence of a beautiful mind, body, and spirit in feminine form since the first time I experienced what it’s like to be loved unconditionally.
Experience without bitterness, wisdom without weariness, dedication without desperation, strength without masculinity, self respect without ego, beauty without enhancements, athleticism with purpose, ambition without obsession, passion while grounded, and weakness without a self conscious opinion about it. I have waited for years…all the while working at developing into a man worthy of her.
I dream of what it would feel like to stand before a mountain of life I am to climb and, without expecting it, feel my woman’s arms wrap around me from behind and the warmth of her body pressing into my back. Pure love in feminine form…flowing into me and becoming strength in masculine form. Her love becomes my strength.
I am reminded of why mastering everything I touch is worth doing. All of the long hours and exhausting events once again have a clear purpose. Once again, I have a passionate desire to express with my voice, through my hands, and with spirit-invoking words. And all of this occurs within a brief moment and in complete silence. In response, my energy calms. Calm strength in masculine form…flowing into her and reassuring her that I am the rock that will always be. The world now makes sense again.
By: Michael Verdun