Wednesday, August 6, 2014

Bleeding Hearts

I guess for some it was that simple
A heart carved into the bark of a tree, the initials, the day they met And that was it ...
It solidifies ...
A rare and steadfast love
The universe took care of the rest
The world could shake and quake
But nothing could break it apart
The  heart engraved in the bark soaked deeply into roots of the old tree 
The raw,vulnerability was bled from the heart that which the two lovers first carved into the tree.
It bled deeply from the roots into the ground and penetrated the soil.
The souls would be joined forever
The world could quake and shake and nothing could unsettle the love
 It began simply 
It didn't boast 
It loved unconditionally 
It sees imperfection as perfection 
                                                     Just like the withered tall old tree 


I'm use to the hurt...that part is easy
it's the giving up on things and people and even myself i'm not use to that
pain I'm accustom to...ready for
almost like I expect it