What this woman wants

You press me to your chest and console me when I'm sad.
You hold my hand and reassure me when I'm afraid.
You wipe my tears and convince me everything will be okay when I'm down.
You relax me when I'm stressed.
You make me laugh with your type of humour.
You have me smiling when you take me with you on your flights of fancy. Your imagination so like mine ensures that beyond the sky is the limit.
You would fight for me and remain by my side no matter what.
Your varied conversation intrigues me.
You push boundaries and probe delightfully.
You unhinge me cleverly and get me to reveal myself.
Your kisses make my toes curl.
Your touch sends shivers down my spine.
You make me feel alive in every way.
You show me in many ways how much I mean to you.
You see me, all of me, when no one else can or cares to look.
You know me; the real me.
You share with me and not just the good bits.
You accept me for who I am.
You teach me things I never knew.
You remember me; the memories we make are not easily forgotten.
You appeal to me; inside and out.
You heal me, with your inner strength, when I've lost faith in my own.
You give advice and take advice, and see the reason why both are important.
You talk with me and not to me, and we work things out honestly.
You understand or try to because our view points differ from time to time.
You recognise the importance of me being in your life.
You are sure, there is no confusion.
You love me unconditionally, completely, deeply.
You are the best person you can be, not because of me, but because of us.
 
But the key is, I do the same for you.
It's not a one sided thing.
It's equal give and take.
It's something significant.
It's my definition of a great love.
 
Impossible some might say.
I had this once, I argue.
For a split second - gone so fast, I wonder if maybe my heart imagined it all, but my soul tells me; I had this.
 
Knowing that this is possible, I can't settle for anything less. So I throw this question out there to the world, with a silent plea to fate, and a continued prayer.
Where is this person?
 
And to the person, I have this to say.
If this is you...
Tell me,
Show me,
Prove it!
 
That's what this woman wants