[Scots_On_The_Rocks]

She took me in her arms, and it was then and only then that I knew what it was to be loved.
To be really loved, cherished and adored.
No man had ever been able to make me feel that way......not the way she did.
No, not like that at all.
She loved me like a god, but shamelessly like a daemon, like no other dared, like only a WOMAN could.
Now I tell you...she took me into her arms and I was home.
And this home was not a place, a thing.....it was an idea, the feeling of security and peace.
Now when she took me into her arms I knew love, a love of my own, a love that was completely and unabashedly for her......total devotion.
But there came those who would take it away.
Take her away, away from me and from herself.
And I wondered, would she ever return?

Many hours passed, many days, many sleepless nights and Oh so many tears.
Then one day when my memory had forgotten and so had my heart, she returned.
Returned to herself, to the world, to me.
Now I tell you when she took me into her arms there was a hunger, a passion, a fire inside.
A fire that consumed me, and lo, burns me still.