You say you are shattered.
And the best part of you lays
Scattered. Just dangerous shards,
Too many pieces to reclaim.
You say you want no other,
Have no intimacy to give.
That what is left of you
Is not strong enough for hope.
You say you feel too tired
To start over, too weary
To begin again anew.
You say it is your evening now.
And I say I must be blind,
Because I can't see any of that!
I see you.
A you so luminous, the
Darkness can not survive
In your wake...
A you that sparkles
From every facet, not broken,
But dazzling with brilliance...
A you that rises
From the ashes anew
And takes flight...
A bright, shiny you.
...Can you see it now?
The you reflected in my eyes...
Come. Look again. Look closer...
Let your eyes adjust...
-- 06/09/2011 For P
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