Before You

I stand here before you, broken, nude
Shattered hopes, dreams, they fell apart
Wanting not, but seemed to be subdued
Within my hands, I hold my dying heart
With feelings that I never can allude
I give to you, to make it beat, to start
          Allowing then my life to start this day
          So take it, leave it not within its disarray

The way you hold, it offers me a light
A brilliance, strong, that serves to give so much
Like hands on fire, you bring it to ignite
Just by your taking and giving it your touch
Offering then a future so very bright
Because you have it there within your clutch
          Oh gentle soul, such meaning you do give
          Allowing me again this day to live
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Strand Avatar
February 24, 2009 at 4:04 AM
A moving write Michael.Rgds Brian & thanks for your welcome blog comments
Atanacio Avatar
February 23, 2009 at 2:19 PM
touched-- very nicely done
Richards Avatar
February 23, 2009 at 8:09 AM
So lovely, so moving (I love the line..."just by taking and giving it your touch" magical words! Beautiful poem, Michael. ~ Carrie
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