Her Beauty Poem by Pleasant Dabbs

Her beauty was not facial
It was a purity, a deep-seated beauty
An inner elegance which allured me.
Instantly captivated and hypnotized
By her innocence, her eagerness to do good
To be good...she was fascinating, enticing
Compelling me to furbish my inner self
Likewise with integrity and morality
My spirit hungered for that type of
Relationship. Not body to body, not face
To face, but spirit to spirit. The physical
Could wait. First and most important was
To integrate internally, the facial and physical
Connection would instinctively follow.
The union of spirit to spirit, of soul to soul,
mind to mind, a unification of faith,
of emotions, of purpose, then body to body,
Would all follow each other like
The cars on a freight train are linked,
Hand in hand (you might say)
One pulling, the others following.
The union of spirit and soul was
The locomotive, then followed their faith,
Minds, emotions and purpose...
In no particular order except the last:
The physical. This last most likely was
The initial incentive for them to pursue a
Relationship, but all the carriages
Contributed significantly to the train's
Velocity and accuracy in arriving at
Its final destination...
A complete and total integration!

c aaron