Secretly I Wanted

Secretly I wanted.
Him to find me.
Busy.
Doing something, anything.
Besides waiting
obviously,
For him to come into my life.

I wanted him to roll.
Up on me with a plan.
An agenda.
A word.
A word of confirmation to match.
The word I already heard.
Sounding like bookends.
That keep chapters of my life together.
Standing up.
Tall.
And out from the other fictional ones.

Secretly I wanted him
To know what kind of Woman.
I was by my presence, my essence.
His prayer in the day to .
His universal life line.
To listen and hear the
Dominance in my voice, laced with
A thread of compassion, security and
Feminity!