June 03, 2017
I craved to feel this kind of love,
anchored into my inside with the clarity of water.
your eyes speak of a visceral honesty;
you hold your head in truth, and carry light in
the depths and spasms of this tired world.
I knew you’d be mine.
into you my darkness I can pour
for you understand.
yet in your palms kindness is carved
and your soul lugs the stories of a foreign places
corched by an apricot sky.
I harbour your love tight between the walls of my heart
I will not let go, but treasure
your gift.
village boy,
to me you are a miracle.
I am a dark ant in a dark world – yet you found me.
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