not alone anymore
i no longer wonder out loud
you are near by
a mystery too real to ignore
a flame i can't yet touch
too hot for fragile, sensitive hands like mine
i no longer look at mirrors
without the knowledge i am loved
but still i wonder.. .
this beginning to freedom
must be a revelation born of joy
never coaxed by fear
tender hands to care, not crush
warm with the fragrance of spring
a fresh breeze to sooth old sores
a quiet patience to watch the blossoms bloom
if only you were closer still
and I, a fiercer breed
could embrace the flame
burn away my worries
in return i'd offer you the peace
of a deep and tranquil ocean
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