October 11, 2009

Hard and light, kind and cool
Blur and bright, flawed, beautiful
What you see isn’t what you get
But what he said was what he felt
He speaks of honesty with honesty
and contradicts my perception of beauty
He feeds my soul He fills my heart
It frees my days and haunts my night
A safety blanket wrapped around my skin
I can’t help but wonder of days to come
Just when he takes my hand in his
Could it be more perfect than this?