Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
need
i get vulnerable
and the dark is the only place that doesn't mind
the only place that won't pull the sheets from my eyes
and force me into acting stronger than i am
the dark also keeps secret
the truth that can be found
in the expression on my face
when my hands seek out the warmth of your touch
because your touch feels like home to me
and even in the dark
i can feel
the strength and courage in your chest
but i love best
when you let my vulnerability
lay against you
and you make your heart soft for me
sometimes i wish i were stronger
and not need your heart so much
but i rarely am
and i am not sorry
i am not sorry and neither is the darkest hour of my heart
.
~j
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