Noticed recently
how he keeps reminding me
that he was for certain
in love with me
ain't no doubt about that
it's just he didn't want to
live his life like that
so while I thought my
heart was broken
he keeps taking me
back with words
to where we began
again and again
having mercy on my soul
making love to my mind
holding still moments in time
letting me breathe
reflecting all he didn't
understand but still
found an angle from
which to see
so much that his
soul on me
can I feel
though these hands
I reach for aren't real
I know their somewhere
because me did they heal
when nothing else
touched me
did he
and he keeps
he seeps
into my sorrow
and seconds of self doubt
and reminds me
what the beauty of me
is all about
it was never
that who I am
he couldn't see
and in his love
he keeps taking me
back to the
best of me...