Dear Diary,
I just want
what every woman wants
Warm arms
on a cold night
Promises of
forever
And
wonderful todays
Silent
understanding
And kisses
that leave me breathless….
I want what
every woman wants
Soft words
in hard times
Someone to
read my heart
And touch
my mind…
I want a
co-conspirator
A treasure
chest to hold my secrets
I want a
firm hold
When I am
losing my grip…
Someone to
call me in from the rain…
To be my
shield
My pillow
my river
My mountain
my rock…
I want a
raven to feed me in the wilderness…
I want to
be rescued
Lost in an
embrace and found not wanting…
What do I
want?
What every
woman wants…
To find her
way home…
Excerpt from The Last Ten Percent by Michelle Hammond
