My vows, my word,
Mixed together
With ash and blood,
Ashes for all I have been.
My life’s blood for all I have known.
A paste made up of
Spiritus Vitae, bone.
I know, I know –
God…I am so heavy,
So serious, intense, severe.
I mean well.
I wish I could lighten up,
Like the way I feel when I am with you,
Everywhere in my life.
A bubble of light, gentle,
Iridescent, radiant with Joy,
But you chose me:
Emotional, passionate
Controlling, complicated.
Sometimes gentle and nourishing,
Sometimes dark and intemperate,
Always loving, fiercely so.
Union entered into with nerves, hope-
Learning how mountains are grown
– or tumbled-
There is always a choice.
It’s not easy to love
The sharp edges of my soul,
Like it’s easy with you,
And yet you do.
I don’t know why
I can be so sharp and so soft-
But you love me all the same.
This is the part of love
I didn’t really know,
Didn’t really believe –
That I could be loved,
All of the bad,
All of the good-
Until you.
OverTheHillsAndFarAway 