My True Love
Dirty and helpless,
You found me.
Wandering and homeless,
You became my home.
Cold and shivering,
You gathered me.
You built me a city strong than Rome,
Feared and avoided like a skin disease.
Thirsty and hungry,
You took me in.
And made me the dolphin, you the sea.
Standing a lone like a desert tree,
Swaying and bending to the passing winds.
You let me rode over your spreading wing,
Far we went ,you still carried me.
Tired you became, you moved on your knees,
And I on your back I grew to be free.
My heart, your room you paid your fee,
From your pain I made you this golden key,
But for your callused feet, I will be the shoe.
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