Getting There

Realization hit me in the eye  
Truth's eternal cry  
But what I wanted  
Was not what she needed  
  
Sparks flew from moment one  
Eyes met and fingers did run  
Mind's eye to physical quest  
In hindsight was that really best  
  
I responded with a tour de force  
Very certain in the goals of my course  
Gratification my immediate goal  
Not even caring the long-term toll  
  
For the bodily comfort yes indeed was found  
But there was yet another sound  
A cry to be loved beyond erotic moves  
Most graceful and caring in romantic grooves  
  
So when morning came and I was gone  
That pleasant sensation for her didn't linger on  
She needed to be loved sincere  
Not what I provided my ultimate fear  
  
Much too late I realized my mistake  
But the coming of my wisdom was too late  
So my caution is what I share  
Be aware when applying your care  
  
For a woman need not be placed in a pedestal  
But also not regulated to an afterthought  
Not a fragile doll to be stored away  
Rather a growing being who needs devotion everyday