A guiding light,
leading me through the
deep wilderness of my heart:
illuminating the dark corners,
giving me the strength
to climb over the
debris of love.
Shards of my broken
heart make trails of
destruction: paths of pain
snake across my skin,
burning when they are
caressed even by the
most loving fingers.
I can't stand it:
the heat behind your
fingers scalds me, sets me
on fire from within. I long
for the ice to return,
freeze my emotions.
But, when your touch
leaves, I miss it and want
your hands back on my skin,
running through my hair,
lingering on my face,
wiping away my tears.
I want you holding me
all night long, keeping me
safe: nothing bad can happen
when you're here. But when
you leave, the walls
crumble to the ground,
trapping me inside.
Please don't leave me.
I'd suffer a thousand flames,
endless floods, ages of ice and
landslides from the mountains before
I order you away from me.
You own the pieces
of my ruined heart.
Those pieces are fragile,
but I know you will put
my heart back together over time
and I hope, one you're done,
you can love it, me,
once again.
20.11.09
Saturday, 5 December 2009
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