I found this today, going through old poems and scraps of writing
here i stand
And here I stand, asking you for nothing really but everything
nothing less than your whole heart
that is what I give
it really is all of me
If I were to be burned down, distilled to my essence
I would be just a beating heart, dark with the blood of my ancestors
bright with the light of possibility
and possessed by unconditional love
For you. You’ve lifted me.
propelled me forward, followed me to the door of my dark closet and stood at my back while I examined each and every skeleton, confronted every boogie man and paid every bill.
You love me. Not just the sexy me, but the asshole me, the sick me, the crazy me. The me in me that I can’t even see. I love you too. I see the defiant goddess, that shakes her hip and lifts her chin against her enemy.
