Wednesday, July 22, 2009

The Center of Me: Poem

You are a piece, a part the art of me

What am I to do with you I have no clue

I am so very confused because you love me

I mean really love me through actions because I don’t believe in people’s words anymore

Because sometimes they are false opening only trapped doors

And you know why, you know everything and you still love me

In my world that is so odd

There are no masks around you just me

I am completely stripped of the everyday world

You are a piece, a part the art of me

You make me feel so beautiful

I don’t deserve you

And to think I almost let you slip through my little fingers

I now realize that I must close my fists and grab you before you slip

Through the cracks of my soul

You give me a reason to smile again

To live, feel and breathe again

I feel light and a little like a human being again

You have no idea what you mean to me

You are a piece, a part the art of me

Setting me free from this world

Wrapping me up in your leaves of love

I love your scenery your green grass with your soiled completion that nurtures me

You set me free my soul on fire

With the desire to love you

To L.O.V.E. you be with Y.O.U

YOU LOVE ME

You are helping me slowly put back the pieces of my heart

That once became lost in the dark

It has been one hell of a hunt finding them

Always playing the perfect role at the perfect time

You are a piece, a part the art of me

Teaching, loving, completing me

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