The Loft

You have shown me
Your gentle heart
vulnerable
and raw

How can such strength
as You
be this quiet beauty
beneath?

Your eyes penetrate my soul...

The fragility of this sudden soul smash
means that every fingertip touch
every watched second
is held with deep sacredness
and sadness

the world has scarred you
left great loud
violent wounds
and yet
your pilot light
is there
waiting to be seen...
remembered

I can feel it
thrumming from you
this creative pulse
that can never grow old
or leave you

You think it is too late
that all you were is gone
No

I see you - you King
and you are here
in my arms

You just forgot 
who you were born to be

Once again
you kiss me goodbye
leave me
undone

I never know
when I watch the door 
click softly behind you
if it will be
the last time...

​I am made
softer
but stronger somehow
by your sudden presence in my life

We must cause no harm
in the wide world
outside our gentle universe 
of an artist's loft

In the soft tracing of my fingers
on the forest of your chest
in the non words
we speak
there is fragile Love

You help me Lover
comprehend
the deep rivers
of a Man's heart

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