For so long, I was alone
A mere ghost of myself
I almost forgot what it felt like
Having a healthy support system

No more a vine of roses
To catch you when you stumble
Blood dripping down your hands
From the thorns you didn't see

Instead a soft caress of feathers
A downy cushion to my delicate surrender,
When I'm down on my knees,
Shattered by injustice,
And I can't get up.

There you are,
Reaching out your hand
Pulling me up to stand
Beside you

Teaching me it's safe to trust you
With soft hands
That have a cashmere touch

No more a mere ghost
Spirit grounded by serenity
Aura blooming with enthusiasm for life

Come experience me, baby.