who i am and why i'm not (poetry)

kiss

I cried because you kissed my forehead.

I've felt all sorts of love before,

but this one, smooth and gentle

as an autumn breeze,

touches an undiscovered

piece of my heart.

wrapped up in your firm arms,

the world shrinks down to the

little space there is between us,

and all is calm and quiet.

in the silence, my soul

wants to spread herself wide,

show you all the bumps and bruises

and monsters and darkness.

you take it all in and kiss

my hairline and god,

god,

god,

your soft lips break me.

you stroke my neck as I choke

on my sadness

and sweep the hair out of my face

so it doesn't get stuck to my tears.

you tell me that it's going to be okay,

hug me close and strong,

and I believe you.

I believe that as long as you're here,

everything will be okay.

you look at me as you wipe away

the wets spots on my cheeks.

I fall deep into the forest of your

eyes and land in leaf piles of love.

thank you for taking care of me.

-V