Poem -
To love and be loved.
His eyes are such a warm blue.
I thought I would have to go far,
To a place of clear skies and hot sun
To see that warmth.
And that heat spreads from his eyes.
The crinkles as he smiles at me are his rays.
And I bask.
He's teaching me how to love and be loved, I realise.
I am crying. I am sat in my bath,
Rubbing tears across my face under my chin.
It tastes salty and stings my cracked bitten lips.
Tears stop.
The winds howl, rains continue to lash
As I bathe my tired soul.
I slip my ears beneath those still waters,
And listen to the metronome of my heartbeat.
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Comments
There is such a sad feel to this. I think it is a poem that many can relate to x
Thank you for your comment, it is lovely to hear from you.
I've been trapped in a depressive spiral, and he's been the only one capable of making me smile and getting me to trust again. I open my heart to people because I want to love but I know it doesn't always work. But I wanted to share with this poem the message you've still got to keep doing it. Keep opening and connecting.
And then harness that power if it does go awry, because after all in this world there's very rarely a happily ever after.
An open heart is a loving heart and, sadly, hearts like that are apt to getting broken. I agree with what you are saying... A loving heart should always be accepting for love no matter what the cost because to love and be loved is the only real happiness that we all crave. I'm sorry that you find yourself in a depressive spiral, I hope writing helps. Blessings to you x
Such a contrast between the 1st and 2nd stanza! Well done.