I wrote this awhile ago, but I read it now like it just showed up for me today fresh in from the rain letting me know that today I feel and see more demonstration of goodness from the life I am living and that I am indeed loved.
I feel this piece as if my lover were with me now as I write this intro and that I am loved, oh so deeply, for I am learning this lifetime the love I have discovered for me is quite precious… being that it ‘seems’ most of my life I lived without my personal best.
He swept behind my cabinets in the kitchen
naked half way down.
his broom was like a magnet
sweeping all my lies in a dustbin made of
of his smile and his belief that I was meant just for him.
I tried to tell him I was Mafia
I kill the men that love me
equally without remorse
something to do with a father that
tried to kill my little girl
But he would have none of it.
just a few particles of lost dreams
Just a few crusty beliefs that you are not
as you know
the way you live now is like that of
once kidnapped and the winter of your days
but now you bring back the spring
that once never had begun!
he moved a few more dusty shelves and I watched with tears and with joy
as he saw through my ploy
he saw me
and took me in his arms and said
you are my flower
budding and new.
I felt all he said