I have lived with hurricanes,
And dared to ride the wind.
I love thunder and lightening, and,
Come alive in the stormiest of storms.
Challenge wakens my soul,
Causing me to stand tall and proud.
But, this thing sweeps over me,
Leaving me breathless and in awe.
It is the feeling that I feel,
When I think of her.
If I could hold her hand,
Encirle her waist with my arms,
Once kiss her lips with mine...
I am not sure that I could breathe.
Donovan Baldwin
