Some things cant be contained
You could be the bits of straw and me the bird that needs you to nest
You could be my greatest triumph or my most challenging test
You could be that one breath that i desperately need to survive
You could be the only touch that my soul needs to come back alive
You could be the greatest lover and best friend a girl could claim
You could be the worst mistake and never even have a name
You could be the one fear that prevents a caterpillar growing into her true form
You could be the one weakness in an unfinished house causing it to blow away in a storm.
You could be like the first kiss of the sun after the drenching rain
What you can never be is a container of something not meant to contain.
Copyright © Rose Henderson | Year Posted 2015
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