She Found Me
Once he was properly broken
Tossed aside, discarded
His heart, his mind, his soul
Utterly disregarded
Shards of his soul had scattered
Like winter-fleeing geese
So she bent down to the ground
And picked up a tiny piece
That little piece of heart she took
She nurtured it and it grew
So fast, so happy, so strong
Until he had a heart anew
Her warmth, her heart, her love
Were all he ever needed
Please, don't ever leave me
Were the only words he pleaded
To be shattered into pieces
And to be put together once more
Calls into question
The lessons he thought he'd learned before
His heart is now pounding
Alive of it's own
He feels her presence
Even when he's all alone
She's an uncut diamond
In an ocean of shale
Her eyes, steeped in mystery
Of which he must avail
This woman, this wonder, this Queen
Had changed his whole outlook on life
She had become his everything
His love, his home, his wife
Copyright © John Lipari | Year Posted 2020
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