As yet untitled
Sometimes we’re only supposed to look and not see
But each of us is, as we are supposed to be
If it wasn’t for you
And if it wasn’t for me
Then our meeting would never have come to pass
You are loved for being you, no buts nor alas
So little do you know that so much of me has changed
You saw through my defences, over years they had aged
So grateful to you, that picked my locks
So worn was I that my mind lay in stocks
At the time I lay bare, confused and in awe
At the time I was nervous no words passed my jaw
Confusing it was, for both I am sure
For moments in passing, both of us sore
Emotions span wild and untamed like the wind
But those moments and memories I’ll never rescind
Your times have been testing of that much I’m sure
To face the world tear stained, forever a chore
A travesty it is that anyone should hurt so much
But let people in and be cured by their touch
To be surrounded by love, sometimes a prison
To be loved so totally and without schism
The signs of our strength, often built on our weakness
So difficult to repair when often we lie sleepless
I feel I have “seen”, as though you have taught me such
To not be afraid, reach out again, feel and touch
A token gesture in part
This gift from my heart
To always be true is my gift to you
alan barlow
Sun 17th Aug 2014 13:00
thankyou very much for your comment and im glad you enjoyed the piece. some pieces do come easier than others and this happened to be "one of those pieces"