here is an old one! a real old one......
Sometimes I wonder where you came from,
Sometimes I tremble with the fear you will return there
leaving me alone and lost once more.
I wake up terrified, and reach for my neck.
The star rests in the hollow of my throat,
a concrete, reassuring symbol that you *are* real.
You have touched me, body, heart and soul.
You have reached inside, broken down the barriers
I built for protection, though I've fought to the last.
I have found what my soul was longing for
What my heart was reaching for
What my body was longing for.
I have come home at last.
Sometimes I wonder where you came from,
Sometimes I tremble with the fear you will return there
leaving me alone and lost once more.
I wake up terrified, and reach for my neck.
The star rests in the hollow of my throat,
a concrete, reassuring symbol that you *are* real.
You have touched me, body, heart and soul.
You have reached inside, broken down the barriers
I built for protection, though I've fought to the last.
I have found what my soul was longing for
What my heart was reaching for
What my body was longing for.
I have come home at last.
sydni:
I dig it.