Hear the weekend
echo across the windshield,
tired mind.
Your spirit’s thriving now

Feel her touch like
nothing ever goes away.
Tired heart,
you’re healing now.

To taste love.
To feel home.
To find where one belongs.
You’re on your way, now.

–

It had to take some time and pain,
to understand why we’re this way.
But every bit of hatred that I’ve made
and every single failure to tarnish my name,

I forgave.

Shouldered weight,
the burdens of old days,
the scars that form a maze
across the universe of my skin.

The skin I let her in.
Because She wanted in.

She dances within my veins.
She is a light that will never fade.

I, drawn.