perfectly alone

i can remember

even now

how before we were split

from one soul

into endless pieces

how the kind tone

in your love

gave me eagle wings

placed posture in my stance

gave grace to my dance

and added immeasurable time

to my life span

i haven't forgotten,

the way your praise of me

was full-bodied

outspoken

genuine and far-reaching

your genius my genius

me learning, you teaching

you everything

i wasn't seeking

the first

to ever stretch your hand

past the skin on my breasts

wanting mostly

just to tap on my soul

stoke its fires

and be what i needed

to keep the pyres heated

your valiance

and chivalry

protection and proclamation

given so easily

no thought required

no return desired

so, with all those things

nestled sweetly between

then and now

how is it,

that the source

of these zealous declarations

are trapped off

in painful echoes

in my mind

heart

from your lips

with no thing offered

with no thing sacrificed

with no urgency applied?

how could you love me so,

still...love me so

and leave me

teetering on a pedestal

with no way down

no room for a companion

on this idyllic plateau

of your esteem

and left with

the fear of heights?

what am i to do

with all i remember

and no way to forget

what i once had

deserve

but, cannot seem to touch?

...i want to know

how do i fall from this high place

and in love again?

© 2013 Kween Kiwi