I Met You In Your Story
I met you in a story long ago
Between the pages of a book
I found you there, pouring your heart onto the paper
It was a mixture of tears, blood and flowers
The blood fertilized the ground,
Your tears watered it
And out grew the blossoms
They fell onto the starched white pages
And became letters
Sprinkled with periods, commas and exclamations
Lots of exclamations.
And there in that leather-bound volume
I watched your life unfold
I saw the scars upon your heart
The gashes across your head
The sores on your body
And
I saw the light within your eyes.
I met you in a book you wrote
So long ago
And without even seeing your face
I knew you so well.
Strange
More of you was revealed in that book
Than could ever be told by your body.
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