Oh my Love!
I know we are damaged and broken
with the razor slashes of life
scaring our hearts.
I am not the first lover
you kissed with molten passion.
You are not the first woman
to whom I uttered a heart full
of always and forever’s.
Love came to us from the shadows
unnoticed and unexpected.
when neither of us
was looking it took us both.
We thought love had called before
and left us to find others,
that our time of love was past.
But this miracle of revelation
this joy of the soul
is how we will heal.
The open wounds
of loss will be soothed
by our passions.
we will press new joys between us
like orchids in a book.
The scars of loss will fade in our eyes
and we shall never see them again.
I know you are still afraid to show
me your deepest scars..
But know this my love.
when you lie with me
broken and damaged
from a thousand cuts of past  sorrow.
I see only the most beautiful thing
my eyes have ever cast upon.
Konw this.
I will love you
when you are
a becalmed ocean.
Or when you are
the cresting waves
of a tempest fury.