"The Love of a Woman"
Her love runs deep like a stream falling
over rocks so gentle. A quiet and never ending sound that soothes your soul,
even when you aren't there to hear it. This love, as it flows over the rock,
slowly but surely cuts and carves designs into the rock. I am that rock
who enjoys the flow of love that comes only from a woman. She is sometimes
a flood and other times a trickle, but this rock wants to be held in her
arms for all time, to grow old with her. To be in the stream of her love...."The
Love of this Woman."