Bookends - II
I know you…
This solitary man
Who keeps himself to himself
Because he is the only one he trusts
Broken one too many times
His heart is never given
But earned piece by piece
And never wholly
But slowly over time
Each side of him is revealed
In small quiet ways
He is gentle
Like a soft summer rain
But rumbles with thunder
And flashes with lightning
In the heat of his anger
He burns like a fire
The flames
Reveal the depth of the darkness
He holds within
It isn’t cold
But warmly embraced
His mind is a storm
That sets him adrift
And in those times he wanders
Alone and awake
Where his thoughts take flight
Like a bird…
Whose music I hear
In the sound of his heart
Yes, I know you…
Perhaps even more than you know
Words: ©2019LCR
Image: CCO
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