Personified

By Tara Nicole Walker

01.12.03

Honesty becomes you

Like the robe you wear

Of cold night wind

Words drop from your lips

Like the sweet raindrops

Falling into your hair –

Making it shine as if studded with diamonds.

Your love for me burns

Like a harbored fire

Deep within your eyes

Making them glow as of with the light

Of The Well Of Souls

Flickering, glowing, shining

Covering your eyes

With a glassy shield of nothing…

Flames leap around you

As if of the fires of Hell

Surrounding you but not consuming you

Black clouds roll in overhead

Flashing with tiny streaks of lighting from within

Like when your heart has been broken…

This is your spirit

I witness the inner-workings of your soul

I see your pain, hate, desire, lust, love…

Your honesty, will, fear, stubbornness, pride…

And my heart reaches out to become closer

To that inner you

That I long to possess…