I'll just hold onto love.
Too many people are jaded on this holiday. I looked back on some of my poetry on a happier (read: more naïve) time of my life and encountered this sweet but short little piece of work inspired by a good, good person. If you are in love, I hope this sums it up. If you aren't... call me a hopeless romantic, but maybe this is something we, in our jaded-i-can't-believe-how-much-love-blows mentalities, can look forward to. So. Sit back, slip into my 19 year old naïveté, and let your heart do the rest... :-\
"Mission Impossible"
She sealed love deep in the abyss of a vulnerable heart,
Keeping burden and pain’s power from it.
He took his time and pulled the delicate pieces apart.
Until he found the core to her emotional summit.
He broke her will with the touch of his hand.
He kept her calm during points of unease.
Pursuing her love, he bowed at command
And loved her, yes he loved her, without cease.
Each brick she laid down slid at the slightest touch
Each gate she, herself, closed unlocked
Armed with nothing but words and such,
He discovered the key to all she had blocked.
To swim the rough current in the oceans of her soul
Is no easy feat to bear as one.
Yet he did not drown, never lost control.
Now look upon the deeds he has done.
Her heart is unafraid, her mind now at rest
The walls she has built, now at ruin
Insecure thoughts, she has learned to detest-
A simple result of his doing.
A mission so impossible, she dared no man to try
For fear that the iron may grow rust
But at his will, he left her spirits so high
And at long last, she has learned to trust.
And Happy Birthday to my daddy, Valentino Reyes!
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