had to stop, park and write this to you
Before all that I learned became old news
Burning away the dross and finding the gold
Of knowing you, what a treasure to behold
It is and was your insight
Your wisdom that drew me in
And like a thief in the night
I was captured by your pen
Soliloquy of gratitude
And the value of self worth
Had me loving myself all the more
etching ointment on what hurts
Your penmanship, a well placed accent
accentuated your smile, the Psalms of Ascents
hope amidst oppression and all we have endured
a longing to return to love
future peace and prosperity assured
If you would hear me,
I’d tell you your words
are sharp like the
tack you lack
When pierced with fear,
or sensing insecurity’s near
had me stumbling and bumbling over words that should come easy
adjectives that made my heart burn
with anger, fear and sadness
exposing old wounds underwritten by past shit
If you could see me and the softness of my face
words written of me, would be quickly erased
This one is on me
Felt like I had to pretend
That within this shell
wasn’t a heart that would bend
Break and fold under a strong hand
Compromise. All that I am.
With just a word, smirk, or tone of voice
It could be you if I had the choice
that familiar place all brought me to
Made me realize that it wasn’t you
could be too late to end as friends
Because it’s fate, this is how it ends?
Outlined in the beginning
this would be bad, thought you were kidding
mister write, you could never be wrong
because I see in you all the ways you are strong
the capacity for love and gentleness
while serenading loved ones phrasing a caress
tell you all the ways your beautiful
no need to convince
This inks almost dry
honored to experience your presence
teachquelle 