Me Together Again

The Sweet Wind found me
Intuition swells from Grace within,
So nearby its been
In dusks and dawns
From here to gone.
Where do We end and I begin?
Should I shed Your skin?
Should You never shed yours
Rather take in,
Left the hand skinned,
And no one to pray to.
It was home - built within
My favorite bricks
true people - opened
unkowing explored - yours
experiences random - sustained
imagination rendered - changed
tears overwhelm - primale
love family - unbridled
By letting go, giving in
Queching soul's thirst
I found You
Althought You found me first
I just break so easily
I lay here in peices
awating patiently
one to come
and and make it cease
but all the kings horses
and every last of the men
can't seem to put me
together again