Believe You Me

I guess that’s it then ~

We’ve already had this conversation

Neither will admit the hesitation

Stubborn stillness suppresses

And I do believe you

I know you will miss us

It was never intended to hurt

Love evaporates like morning dew

At the first inkling of sunlight

And you can believe me

You were the stars in my darkest night

I am confined by the restrictions

Of my predilections

By the pride cultivated

When my Name was Devastation

But, I believe you

We were your destination

And I would bleed for you

If that was a trusted supplication

But, love is not some obligation

Please believe me

You were my happiness

I long to follow where you go

It’s true, you know

You are me reflected

A thousand times

Our scars, our hopes

Those we own so we are defined

I don’t recognise

Smiling eyes and laughter lines

Stripped down to nothing

Just scratch the surface ~ see me crying

Though I may waver

I stand with head high

We call ourselves saviour

Brave in goodbye

Resigned reluctantly free

Every scar a testimont

To beauty – to you and me

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Soldier

He smelled of oranges and dirt 

So close I could touch his hurt

I gathered him into my arms 

An unwitting Mother once more

I had no demands 

I didn’t close the door

There, we sank to the floor 

While wild wind rained in debris

I said, “Come to me…”

And let him remember home

I held him between breast

He unfurled, 

Slowly becoming more, not less 

Heaving breath laboured chest 

As I held him in the hours 

     before dawn

I reminded him that morning will bring ~ something 

Even if only one thing

Besides inordinate suffering 

I admit,

      Tenderness not amongst my   

                 strengths

Too many years alone

These depths of understanding 

Earned through whip and stone

And I could feel his shuddering 

Anguished yet undemanding 

I wished I could give better peace

Wisdom is years reigning heat 

Now just absence that lingers on 

And owns the echoes 

Of Losses dividing in my head

So shared instead

Of the love inside my broken 

I told him some of the secrets 

I’ve always kept them ~ close 

And gently brushed his face

I kissed where it hurt the most

I murmured soft endearments 

My fingers lost and traced

I made promises I couldn’t keep 

Giving the one thing I could gift

The Eventual peace of sleep

Tangled restoration greets 

Early affront, an enlightened dawn

I smiled; “Go, find your purpose…..

And, you will be reborn.”