This is your sword

 

 

A downward thrust to the heart

 

 

I have lived in the deep

In the dim light of loss

Crushing pressures

Icy darkness

No sound but the blood

At my temples

I have stood

Half floating

In those murky depths

Not content

But resigned

Then

The razored beam of your heart-light

Pierced my world of cold, unforgiving dark

Stabbing my chest

To the precise depth where

Small hope still resided

And I felt the heat of you

The fierceness of you

I met you

And I began to swim

Up.

 

 

©2017

 

 

 

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