splendor’s symphony
when he says i am
beautiful, i believe
what he sees,
what he does not
know; how i never
settled to sound
outside my own mind.
words are uninvited,
always taken back.
offers without intent,
claims with no stake.
do you realize
when you speak
i become buried
inside of a breeze
improving how my weather
once eroded me to nothing,
i become discover,
a synchronized song.
she steps inside
my comfort zone
inviting me
to surrender,
her slick words
drip honey
upon my open wounds,
i dare not trust,
i dare not trust
aw fuck it
who cares more
for the past than me,
let it’s ghosts
stagger and suffer
i am here
I am me
and you
are beauty
in front of me
tell me, tell me
what you see
inside that fragile strength
that i have become…
what a perfect way to begin my day :-)!! stunning. when love inspires love the world seems to be working as it is meant. namaste brother gerri. x x