Surrendered
He was so difficult to penetrate
it was like trying to infiltrate
he stayed strong
would not be strung along
until that day he cried
trying to cover it up he lied
so I let him be and gave him space
until he felt ready for my embrace
from that moment I felt like a hero
this me is needed, no longer a zero
he needed me in an unique way,
I did not feel like a cast away…
Copyright © Wilma Neels | Year Posted 2010
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