my heart is heavy right now but somehow
he walks into the room and the weight starts to lift
the sorrow turns to a dim
sadness drains out of my spine
secret tears escape from my eyes
at night he holds my pieces together in his arms
and that is how he discovers the wet spots on my face
he wipes them clean as he stares straight into the core of who I am
without fear or blame
and we lay engulfed
in the most healing, peaceful silence
I have ever heard.
A.P. Bastian 