Dear MAN ... YOU ARE NOT THE BEST!

Marwa Rakha
Dear MAN

I look at you

and I see greatness

for in your eyes I see the strength of a Pharaoh

and the depth of a legend.

I rest my face

in the palm of your hand

to lose my worries in the comfort of your embrace

and to sink my burdens in your serenity.

Listening to you talk

feeds my dreams

and dreaming of you

warms my wandering soul.

Look at my face and how it lit up

when I laid eyes on you.

Look at my eyes

and watch me come back to life.

I summoned you with the power of my thoughts

like a hermit praying for absolution.

I uttered silent prayers and recited my holly psalms

to show you the way to my heart.

I laid down my scepter

I took off my crown

I gave up my power

for in sacred submission I have given myself to you.

My dear Man,

You might not have the most paying job,

the fanciest car,

the biggest house,

or the most loaded bank account.

You might not be the most intellectual,

the brightest,

the wittiest,

or the most eloquent.

You might not be the most handsome,

the sexiest,

the funniest,

or the most committed.

But, your love, hug, touch, voice, thoughts, and jokes are right

Your aura just feels right.

You feel right.

I feel right around you.

You might not be the one who loved me the most.

I know that you might not be the best

but I want you to know that

you are the right one.

Yours truly,

Me