How come there is nothing to write

When I’m not in pain

Nothing to lose

A whole world to gain

I’m glad for the cease-fire

Shelter from the storm

But I miss weaving fine silk

From my cobwebs

Of changing nature, state, and form

I can never tire

Reconstituting from the dregs

Making kings and queens out of the worst kind of ilk !

 

There’s joy to sing

But nothing really new

I can be glad I’m not through

But there’s nothing new to bring

I finally found someone

Who can love me back

Truly loved me first, in fact

He’s beautiful and kind

Such a sharp mind

Always having a place in his heart

Without being asked miracles in return

He made me strong

By allowing me to be weak

Always the quiet, meekest one

Always looking for a bit of fun

Always looking for the One

For even one

Who could ever be like me

Never knowing I needed you

Never knowing what I now know is true

Never realizing that beautiful things

Can happen on an ordinary day

In the simplest of ways

Just a wave, a laugh, a smile

Take my eyes off the world for a while

Refocus on the struggles of my life

Teaching me to acknowledge the omnipresent strife

For, to push past it, to the Beauty beyond,

We sometimes must make ourselves open

Vulnerability is never easy

But is was so much less painful with you !

Finally able to admit when I wasn’t okay,

To be able to realize just how lucky I am

To have met such a man

Who, just by being him and me, made each-others’ day !