My heart, my desires have been comatose
For three and twenty years -
An empty, echoing, aching void inside, overlapping my heartspace and my solarspace....
Cold in there, so cold, so scarred; crying drifted,lifting the
Circling crows of listless despair;
I thought I was beyond resusitation, beyond Soulbreath, HeartBeat,
Beyond feelings of a simpleton's love;
I was wrong, so wrong....
Now, I've found the balm, the gentle breath, so unexpected -
The voice, the touch, the essence....
...and I am filled....
A cord connected me to somewhere/one? I knew
I'd lost somehow/when and was bereft.
I had searched, unaware I searched,
For fifty years,
Searched, yearning for something/one I didn't even
Know the shape or face of....
How could I suffer so for the lack of a stranger?
With perfect love, and perfect trust you were there, I looked
Into your face, your beautiful face
And Love claimed me for all time.
As recognition, bitter-sweet, filled me, spilled me, helpless
To resist, I ended all resista