Before You...

Just a little thing I wrote about my lover whom I am entirely grateful for.

Before You…

My world was an ice age

Where the sun never shined

My bed was the bucket

Where I emptied my sorrows 

I crafted many masks

To deceive those around me. 

A tangled mass of iron

Rested heavy in my chest

And weighed me down

Till my feet sank deep 

Into the ground

I was drowning

Then you come and shoot

Apart the mass with a shining

Arrow of light that ignites a fire

Behind my eyes 

The roots that keep me contained

dissolve and set me free 

My body lightens 

To the weight of a feather

my room is no longer

a cave I crawl to when my legs give way

my smile is no longer transparent 

Before you I was dead

but now, as you hold

my hand, caress my cheek 

and capture my gaze 

I can live again.  

Reviews

[Paul Bell]

Funny how love turns everything around.
Long may it continue.

[KCthelastboyscout]

Always be grateful for love. Thank you for the words.