I found you, my love;
I found you at last.
Through the broken windows
of damaged hearts and fractured bodies,
I crawled through the shards;
they broke apart my feet.
But, still, I found you;
I found my love at last.
We patched ourselves up
with Band-Aids created
from many passionate kisses.
Over time, we healed:
resting, many a day,
in the comfort of a bed
and in the tightness of each other.
I found you, my love;
I found my love at last.
~J.V.Harker~
~Saturday 1 August 2009~
14 August 2009
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