Through pain and poverty

i want to be in your arms

on a beach 

or a forest

with nothing but the sound of you heart beat in my ears

i want to feel your kisses on my neck

and how they make my skin flush warmer then the sun above us

i thought love was simple

traveling along each and every road with ease and bliss

but life came like a snapping cord

striking our peace with poverty

with pain

we wiped each others tears for so long we forgot to smile

carried each other on our backs until the other broke

and we wondered why we couldnt stop to feel the love

to feel the safety

but even in our lowest

when our stomachs ached for food

and our clothes were stained and dirty from not having enough coin to wash them

you thought i was beautiful

i made a world of suffering in my mind and i kept waiting for you to fix it

and got mad when you didn't

when you couldnt. 

but through that pain and patience you taught me 

that i am strong enough on my own

that i can end my own suffering

be free from my own pain

and now that we are not going hungry 

and our clothes are always clean

we have to mend the wounds of what we did

and grieve the times we lost

and i want you

your laughter and your dreams

to carry you to the place im at now

because its safe here

i have a spot in my arms

in my bed

just for you

just like i promised

i love you

through pain

through poverty

i love you

Reviews

[Brad Dehler]

Thank you for letting me into your journal. This is lovely and is a spring of hope and beauty. I look forward to reading more of you. A good description of being in love and that true love.