To Scott
I have seen broken hearts from promised love
-or prisoned love it sometimes seems-
I felt the pain from those I loved....
(love I thought it seemed to be).
But here we share this kind of love, a greater love,
better than all the love I've seen.
And you take my hand and kiss it,
as though you surely missed it,
And beg me for my dear me.
And your touch is all the wealth
that gives me promised happiness and health,
as though life is gifted to its fullest.
And I'm afraid to grasp, as though one day it will
be taken, just like my previous loves and the
loves I have seen forsaken..
Copyright © Brittany Martin | Year Posted 2011
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