My dearest red haired witch,
I need to feel your breasts,
to feel your warm thighs
close to my cheek.
I need to rest my head
on your chest
and hear your heart
murmur soft in my ear.
I never told you,
but I love you.

Since I saw you,
flowers in your hair,
your mother-earth attire.
I have needed you.
So many years have passed
since I discovered these desires.

I touched a woman once,
but there was nothing
in her womanhood for me
except yout gentle face,
your sweep lips.
Please remember me,
you don't even know it,
but I love you.

Sonja Broderick

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/letter-to-a-woman/