Lost somewhere in the depths of myself,
Tired of the same four walls,
I ventured out slowly,
Reaching for something I didn't realize I wanted or needed.
One glimpse of a beacon over the miles,
The loudest whisper brushed against my ear,
And I'd found a home in you.
So I hung my jacket,
Rested my feet,
Allowed my heart to wander,
My soul to grow roots.
I walked through your haunted halls,
Smiling upon my release,
I cleansed where I found disorder and debris,
Tried to repair the many cracks,
Mend the countless wounds,
And blend your colors with mine.
Our songs echoed in soft, strange harmony,
Finding a common rhythm in our hearts,
And somehow, my own memories healed,
I found the capacity to dream,
And to love in a way I'd forgotten.
I gladly placed my heart in your hands,
Taking comfort in the love we shared,
I slept in gentle chains,
Thriving on unexpected vows that came so naturally.
But then the light faded,
And became far too dim to see.
Feeling the best of us slipping away,
Watching the rainbows fade to black, white, and gray.
I left so much of me in my home within you,
Along with a rose as a simple reminder,
And stepped from our world back into myself
Erasing the footsteps so as not to be followed.
Down the wrong path by some forgotten demons,
I set a new trail protected with ice,
To find my way back out,
Or for love to find a way through to me.
And still, our home remains the strongest fortress,
The hearth always burning,
The candles lit and the most gentle of music,
A constant comfort even beyond its walls,
The love more than forever can hold.
And should opportunity provide
Another knock upon my door,
I'll walk toward the light in the distance,
Perhaps from your tower again...
- L.C., 2004
