Growing into Love
your light didn’t dazzle me
it engulfed stealthily and then
suddenly I was bathing
in its glory
your smiles weren’t
special, until I learned what
they had cost you
your love wasn’t
important, until I felt
the absence of it
I was too wrapped up in me
to see the bends and creases in you
it was a gentle growing
into love and
I was a child flinging it
like pebbles in a pond
only seeing the ripples not
the depths the
stones sank into.
Your words were noise
until they became a symphony
I couldn’t erase from my lips
Your touch was an
everyday occurrence
like the sun rising at horizons
until it wasn’t anymore
sunk somewhere deep
beneath the ocean floor
With you my cries were
of a child with a broken doll
without you, they’re the silent
grief of a woman
it’s not you that lies
so still and calm
amidst mourners, you were
never at that ease in life.
