Dripping down my chin my heart is open you flow right in.
Pulling each other closer so early in the morning but not early enough lover for where have you been all my life? I feel as if I’ve been waiting for you each morning. Always, for eons. Each and every morning. Eons. Throughout time.
We cradle a broken vision a broken ideal, a broken heart when it’s done. Then nothing but silence.
You shudder when he comes near sometimes though. Still afraid to trust, still afraid to love. Too many bad memories linger on your harmed skin too many body parts and fingers have been where they should not have been.
I think your tiny heart can grow. It will love again. It’s just not going to be me. I’m grateful. I love and you will love one day because it can.
When I close my eyes all I see is you. When I take deep breaths all I recollect from the smell is you.
So stay close to me darling. Keep your eyes wide open. Forgive me, when I test you often. Be patient when I over analyze, And freak out over nothing.