Thank You

Sun, 10/22/2017 - 15:35 -- ropp

When I was 17 I didn't believe I would ever take a lover

Especially not after seeing the hurt and crushing of my mother

And my grandmother

And every other

Woman with a soul pure and heart strong.

But then he came along

With eyes browner than the usual blue,

A heart of gold,

And took my hands cold

And held them against his chest.

I swore from that day forth

That I would disregard the rest

And myself

My own mind

Spewing filth

And fear

That I didn’t want him to hear

Or know

Because they say you can’t find love until you love yourself.

But that’s a lie.

Because when he took my hands

And said “I will protect you forever”

I fell for him.

I knew he would never

Condescend

Or pretend,

Just defend.

As would I

Myself.

For as long as his heart beats

I will be everything he needs

Because that’s what lovers do.

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