Resurrection
it's not like mine were the first green eyes
that peered through the shroud of who you are
that looked deep inside, and saw through you
pulled the scoundrel, resurrected the truth
it's not like you didn't display the signs
of want and need and what I provide
you hide your heart and lay down pain
I take it all and I remain
reminiscent of another heart in time
your love torn deep, gashing wide
another valley, a different crescent moon
history of heart and grace and truth
you revisit the love, anguish, affliction
affirming it won't happen again
I am you then, still I remain
a friend till the end, a heart that's rent
Copyright © Jo Bien | Year Posted 2010
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