Gather Me Up
Gather me
Gather me up
take my beating heart in your calloused hand
draw it close ...
so close to your beating still heart
Let my blood flow through you fingers down your hand and stain your forearm and shirt
Gather me up
holding my head to your head
twine yourself in my golden hair
encircle us both
till we disappear
Gather me up
Each ash one and all
Gather the red rose
and the door...the beloved open door
Gather all of the rains...the torential rains
Gather our sparks
and our smoke
Gather my heart to your heart
Gather my soul to your soul
Gather me
Gather all of me
to your still so still ...ever beating heart
Copyright © Ingrid Showalter Swift | Year Posted 2020
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