Sunday, August 28, 2011

You appeared, unexpected.
You with your jet black hair and dancing eyes.
My heart was broken
Crushed under the footfall of those who did not understand
But your hand, it was soft
Your kiss was for me
And your heart was honest.
It laid itself bare.
You spread it before me like a beautiful blanket
An ocean of colour and comfort
And for the first time I felt safe,
Safe to take the shoes from my feet
To dance freely upon the contours.
I was released and felt beautiful.

For the first time I felt beautiful.

And when your eyes met mine, I believed.

(hawk and fallow)

me xxx

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