YOUR WOMANNESS

Oh, did you ever blossom;
It makes me cry out, "Awesome!"

Looking at your womanness
Is a wonder to witness.

I think about you at home,
And there I write this poem.

Knowing how much you have grown
Galls me that you're not my own.

Yes, my heart does indeed break,
And my desires do ache.

But I am so proud of you
For how you are -- that is true!

Keep on being you -- today,
Tomorrow, and every day.