She could feel the sun on her face again
With every word you said
Royalty reentering her blood stream
And scalp growing a new crown, a golden flower weaving from the strands of her hair.
All because you saw her
All because you see me.
Like magic I'm whole again.
Like magic you make me matter.
And it is life giving.
If only you knew.
If only I had better words to say.
But for now I have this simple broken stanza
Of glory adorned in gratitude
For you.
YOU ARE READING
The First Easy Breath- 2019 Poems
PoetryAll my ramblings for the year. In order from oldest (top) to newest (bottom)
