Woody Francescone Poet Free verse

I See You

I see your tough nature,
Your coarse rough exterior.
I see the unbreachable wall, 
Never to be penetrated again,
Fortified against the most dubious of foes,
Built of the hardest granite from the walls of your heart,
Guarded by spears and knives preserving your soul, 
Fashioned of tempered steel forged from dark shadows. 
I see the dark moat surrounding your walls,
Black as the darkest of inks,
Deep and wide as your emotions, 
Filled with crocodiles and piranhas, 
Born from your memories……. 
But I've also seen the true you,
The beautiful you hiding deep within.
I get a glimpse every now and then,
A small peek at the wonderful person you are,
The person you've tucked so far inside,
Someone who rarely comes out. 
I occasionally see the twinkle in your eye.
I've felt the warmth of the compassion of your heart,
One which still beats loud and strong.
I witness the gentle touch that you can afford. 
I can imagine the stunning person inside,
The small hurt child who cries out to be loved,
Who's wounds have become your impenetrable shield.
I see that person wanting to truly be touched,
For the person she is,
The person she was,
The person who once knew no bounds, 
A magnificent creature,
A lovely tender but dazzling flower,
An amazing courageous lioness,
A passionate vibrant lover,
A delicate and delightful angel.
I long to see you escape your chains,
Shattering the bars of your prison,
Extending your wings and flying once more,
Vibrant and full of life,
In unison with the one you love,
At peace and full,
Confident and sure,
Whole again.

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Line Gauthier April 14, 2019 at 2:32 PM A beautiful lovely poem, Woody. Welcome to Poetry Soup.8rw Woody Francescone April 14, 2019 at 4:15 PM Ty

Mahtab Bangalee April 10, 2019 at 5:07 AM through nature, the harsh, the passionate, the delightful everything can be possessed...//// Woody Francescone April 10, 2019 at 6:33 AM :o)

Caren Krutsinger March 28, 2019 at 10:05 PM This is a gorgeous poem. You are a gifted poet. This part turned into such a lovely thing. "I see the dark moat surrounding your walls, Black as the darkest of inks, Deep and wide as your emotions, Filled with crocodiles and piranhas, Born from your memories……. But I've also seen the true you, The beautiful you hiding deep within. I get a glimpse every now and then, A small peek at the wonderful person you are," WOW! Welcome to Poetry Soup, Woody.