To You, The Shadow Keeper Poem by Katherine H. Belle

Ever streaming concious thought

bubbles up and over flows

like fizzing wine in a crystal bottle

from your mouth

Tears surface and rim your eyes

as secrets and regrets

pour like foam

from your perfect lips

Eyes darting wildy

as if you were sinning madly

telling me what you feel

how you think

what you want

acting

As if god himself

would strike down his hand

and tell you that

you are wrong

I know not how

you can hate yourself

when all i see is beauty

if there ever was a 'perfection'

or something of the like

Your face

your beautiful face

is what comes to mind

Your smile,

your laugh,

your happiness

your sadness

your dreams

your ambitions

your truth

your lies

your love

your hate

your passion

your insicurities

your imperfections

are all perfect

the good

the bad

the ugly

the mundane

all of it

And i cry for you my friend

for it pains me so,

that you cannot see

that you are so blind

to the person i see

when i look at you

ill lean in close

as you pull away.

Dont worry

its not that kind of kiss

Your forehead

soft and smooth

bears the mark of my compassion

for you

and all you are.

I wish you happiness.

A little light in your dark dark room

An open heart

and an open hand.