Wednesday, November 9, 2011

And You Wish

When you love there is
Never a letting go,
No free and clear, oh no.
Circle round
And round again
Like a dark tattoo
It will fade
But not dissipate.
And the promise of pain
That connected you to love
On that first day
Will be there to the last.
It is what you get with the strong
It is what you get with the light.
It will buckle your knees
And suck out your breath,
And you’ll wish you had never…
Never had to let go.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

This poem brings tears to my eyes. Your Incredible.

Paul Sanderson said...

Thank you for that...it means a lot to me to know my words touch you in that way.