Questions,questions,questions,
all these questions without answers.
An attractiveness for me,
my own perception
a misconception?
A love....the first for me.
To see him,to talk to him,to know him.....
it hurts to much!
It is  a sweet irony,
to begin and end a journey of wanderings,
attain pride of my own identity,
to love a man who cannot
see the attractiveness in me... my soul
...my support...my appreciation of him....
my love for family...my dreams and aspirations
....my mind and body....
my pain
my tears,
my love.