thread of life

 

inside my head,

the thoughts of you –

collect like raindrops in a sieve…

i cannot hold them,

so they fall in puddles

on the floor…

saturated with these feelings,

i fear the levy soon will break,

and i’ll pour out upon my self.

if so released –

where will i run?

all i’ve ever known of life

is how to be restrained.

you de-construct all my defenses,

thaw this soul –

frozen from a lack of touch,

a life of discontent.

i wonder,

with those liquid pools of comfort,

how it is –

you cannot see –

the magnitude of what you mean to me…

strong,

secure –

you are the very thread

of the fabric of my sanity!