Poetry

Lessons In Life

Don't know how he does it,
Keeps cool in dangers face,
He says it can't be taught but he's
Teaching me all the same.
I couldn't hit the target, failed
To draw blood with his
Blunt knife. I was busy staring at
The pictures he'd carved in the wooden
Handle at the time.

He couldn't fool me forever, though,
I know he's got a weak point. Says he
Keeps me around
For his protection,
Can't admit to himself that he's in
Too deep, let it glide off too far,
Watched his control
Slither out from his fingers. Now
Nothing is ordinary with us.

He breathes from his eyes, he screams out his Ears. He watches out for me; and I for him.
We work better as a team -
After all, I learned from the best.
At night sometimes I just hold him,
Or he holds me, depends how we feel.
Then we wipe our memories clean
Like dust off a windscreen,
Never talk about it in fear it will end.

Almost died the other night, I did,
Didn't know it but he saw it
Coming, of course. I lay in
The hospital bed and all he could do was wrap his strong arms around me
So glad I was alright was all that he said.
Going back, he never saw it coming when I
Kissed him in the car,
So now I guess it's one up for me.