Hiding in my cell, a cold rocky hole.
Imprisoned a fool, vexed and lost soul.
Alone with no windows, and only a door.
Yet, that is a thing not in use anymore.
A one year full cycle, so slow to end.
Its time to forgive, time to mend.
As time passes slowly, I tend to forget.
The pain that is my past, feelings I most regret.
So dark in this room, I'm feeling my way.
It's all that I do, most' every day.
Sitting here pondering all of this strife.
As someone approaches, to enter my life.

I thought I heard knocking, The reverb sounding...
My door is alive now, dust flying... bounding.
I hide in the corner, sitting on the floor.
But find myself curious, I need to know more.
I reach for the handle, the door it is warm.
Old wood it is rotten, the cobwebs are torn.
I pull on it softly, it budges in creaking,
and peek round' the threshold, peering, seeking.
A warm breeze against my face quiets my nerves.
The door open wide now, shows old lines and curves.
Rusty, and weathered out here, looking so old.
With scratches, and signatures, memories told.

Tiptoeing small steps outside, looking around.
My hand shades the brightness, bare feet on the ground.
This light is so bright, my eyes seem so new.
I look, and I look, then she enters my view.
A woman! A woman! if she sees me I'm done!
Wandering through my life! No time to run!
Do I dare move? Did she even see?
Oh no! she did, and is walking toward me!
Perhaps if I don't move, just kick at the dirt.
She'll just pass on by without choosing to flirt.
She's looking right at me, lets face it... I'm finished.
Any chance of escape has thus been diminished!

My back now against the rocks, covering my face.
How did she find me, I disappeared with no trace.
Cynical thoughts are attacking my mind.
Can't she see I'm hiding here? What is she blind!
"Oh, stay where you are, don't you come near!"
I shake and I tremble, quaking with fear.
Yet she kept walking, right up to my face.
With heavenly kisses, and warming embrace.
My knees start to buckle, my heart starts to pump
With a big band type beat, going thumpy-thump-thump!
She raises her eyes looking deep into me.
But I couldn't look back, I couldn't let her see.
Time slows to a stop, a dream passes short.
Her hand is on my face, my thoughts open court.
Remembering the black past, it still pushes fore.
Impulses to run, run back through the door!
A mistake to have opened it! I'm such a fool!
That door should be sealed, this time with a tool!

But turning to look back as I ran away,
I tripped and I fell in a very strange way...
Floating slow motion, self-conscience within.
I felt a strange prick, that was cutting my skin.
It turned from a tickle to a warm and sharp thrust.
And noticed a glimmer as I hit the dust.
I fell on a blades sharp beautiful sheen.
Did she dropped it by accident, when I pulled away clean?
It cut me though every fiber to feel.
And was rubbing on things that don't easily heal.
My chest caught the brute force, the blade cut me through.
Fear bleeds from my heart, hidden emotions drip true.
Trying to breath, I can't speak, I can't move.
What in the world has this woman to prove!
Was this all planned out? Does she mean me harm?
Or is it my own self subverting alarm?
Its too late right now, the damage is done.
I should have been careful when I chose to run!

It wasn't too long before starting to feel,
A new pain, and old wounds beginning to reel.
As I lay there in still fighting, my eyes dripping fear.
I heard a soft voice say... "Just hold still my dear."
What is this surging through body and mind?
My soul tearing softly, as if it were timed.
I can't move a muscle, my tears dry away.
This isn't the way that I planned out this day!
Looking bewildered, her soft eyes on me.
Emotions still bleeding out... Coldness set free.
Purging the darkness, my heart pumping thus,
spattered and stopped, swirling the dust.

Flowing like dye ... the rivers devotion.
Colors of another ... mixing emotion.
Warming my hands ... poisoned promotion.
Hearts are caressed ... superstitious notion.

It all grows so darkened now, neither a sound.
As I lay there motionless, dead on the ground.
A hint of a reddish glow quickens my eye.
As out of the wound comes a terrible cry.
Not believing my eyes, is this really my sight?
Ghosts of this past me seek to take flight,
Spinning, and screaming off deep through the night,
Death looses grip on me, loves full delight.
The hellish hot demons in past storms array,
came flowing out my chest that very same day.
I don't know what sword can cut out such sin.
But, it made me forget about the trouble I'm in!
Lifted are burdens, I don't understand.
Rising, and freeing my heart from the sand.
Drifting and ringing a deep tolling bell.
The old me is gone now, she's broken the spell.

Stigma the rocks ... the very foundation.
Sedimental rainbows ... loves true elation.
Lavations clean action ... caused revelation.
Break solitary walls ... loves deprivation.

Just then in a dream state, I started to stir,
Yet everything held to this strange colored blur.
Trying to move, yet I cant so to seem.
And pounding my mind is this horrible dream.
Arise again lost within, feeling anew.
Watching the old me pulled out of my view.
Struggle and pushing a loosing fight.
The last of the ghosts I knew swirl out of sight.
I'm not sure just how long my plight had endured.
But awake now and breathing, of that I'm assured.
I still have a problem in sitting upright.
My arms are so numb, my chest is so tight.

Alone and confused, I lay back and sink.
Yet thoughts of a woman, awake with a blink!
And in front of me smiling, Yeah, that's her... I think?
Is she's smiling at me! Was that a wink?
And, placing her foot on my shoulder to rest,
Pulled the sword slipping straight out of my chest.
Covered in sinew and emotional decay,
Wiped years of residue, and put it away.
With her soft hand in my hair, she assures my success.
The demons of my past are now put to rest.
I feel funny inside, what else did she do?
Something is odd in there? Yeah! Something's new!

We talk for a while and it hits me like rain!
Cool on my body, and tingling my brain!
Its Love that I feel, or is it? Not sure...
But something about her has such an allure!
Oh no.. not me.. I can't be in Love.
That's silly stuff right? Candy and doves?
Turning to my door, I again try to hide.
But I can't get away! She's right by my side!
I reach for my door, it wont open, its stuck!
She must have locked it, of all the luck!
I try to escape, but she holds me too tight.
Our hearts are connected, I now see the light.


Oh well, now I did it! I'm busted, you'll see!
Just watch what this new heart has in store for me.
She'll probably want roses, and candies, and wine.
"No", she said calmly, "Its our love that's divine."
I'm still trying to figure out, trying to see.
Just what this is all about, why'd she pick me?

Perhaps its not anything we can control.
Maybe there's more too this love... Body and soul.
It seems I had no choice but to her agree.
Her heart I could see was attaching to me.
What is this magic she wields with such grace?
I can stop its power, or the beauty of her face.

Its strange how things happen, this life we are bound.
I never saw it coming a change so profound.
The simplest of actions, words meaning so much.
Can change points of view with the softest of touch.
So to you sweet love, dedications adore.
For you were that person who knocked on my door.
Your timing was perfect, took hold of my past.
And showed me new feelings, ones that will last.

Connections of honesty, and love we have felt.
The soft understanding our hearts and minds melt.
I know that I've not seen your face in the day,
But I know that I'd love you the very same way.
Perhaps there is truth to a sharpened pure blade?
From Gods own sweet workshop, for us custom made.
For us to meet and share our hearts compensation.
Through uplifting openness, loves transformation.
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