One could never know the the heaven behind your eyes,
Or the stumble in your words
That generates the whispering of my heart.
It excellerates the jumble of my feelings
In my mind, in my soul, in the bones that hold me together.
One could never know the fractions of time lost,
Or the layers of hurt that built a broken home within my chest;
It surrounds and cradles the echoing worry that invades my heart.
One could never know the feeling of falling into holes
That seem deep enough, dark enough, to bury the world;
Or the sting of a dream,
That wakes me and escapes me, leaving me empty again.
But there is a sea of hope that drowns me in clarity;
It spreads over my skin and revives me, rescues me.
My heart has outgrown its shattered refuge,
And I find rest in the depths of forgotten emotions and forgotten smiles.
One could never know how it feels to pick myself up again:
For the sun to shine in through the windows of my soul.
Everything has been painted a color all over again
And the sky is blue blue blue -
Light blue, like you.