When She Speaks I listen

With a mouth full of passion
And a tongue full of purpose
I spoke life into her hidden garden
I quenched my thirst with the rain provided by her Mother Nature
So when I tell you I see a world behind her eyes
Trust me it’s because I’ve held it within every Gaze
I’ve embraced it within open arms
and open  conversation
I’ve mastered the art of listening when she speaks
I believe she’s the realism
behind a euphoric experience
All the endorphins none of the fantasy
All of the pleasure none of the midnight flee
All of the care none of the despair
Spare me the details on how you think this isn’t real
because it is  and I feel it