What drew me to my love was home found in safe sky blue eyes, the windows of the soul. |
Home in Your Eyes Battered by rough winds, never granted steel wings. Lovely butterfly wings only fly. Reality proved too tough to cling. I am soft, gauze tangled, torn, bleeding and hopeless. First, you unravel me gently. Repair my tragic “lost nest’. Pools of desire, I want to swim. Float in your serenity, peace. Calm liquid bathing my limbs. Shelter from storms of a life. I want to be born anew. Blessed, saved, anointed. A clean woman in sweet dew? Virgin pearl fashioned by sand? Protect me please, I beg you. Life is a menagerie, a wildlife cage, Clawing, wild unleashed rage. You grow stronger, even with age. I can hide in soulful eyes. sky blue beauty, love and joy. Unlike me, you prefer to see. The best any person can be. By Kathie Stehr 24 lines |