Broken/Fixed

Temptation of sorrow elevated me to great spans

It was the crusade that kept me afloat

Ferocious venom from my inner beast

See me thrash, and see me live

I marched on

Like an unclaimed warrior

Chivalry was my badge of honor

Midnight trysts were a common theme

Rich stories of being lost on the streets with ghosts

Often seen abandonment as the only option

Through the strongest tides pulling me

And the howling winds pushing me

It has been an exhaustive search

Twisted side arrived

Seated in the round with compassion

Repeating sparrow sung my symphonic song

In pride, I march down the witnesses’ aisle of disbelief

Letters penned, calls made, paintings painted

Hunting for a waltz in the city of music

Pierced through until the end

Swallow my limited time

Release the paired doves

Call out the sun and call out the moon

Announce the truth and close the books

The scorched chariot waits for the both of us

Her lips reeled me in

Her mind seized my heart

Her hips peeled back my senses

Her empathy captured my everything

I’ve been broken for over four decades

But now that she is with me

I am no longer broken

I am fixed

© 2018 David Greg Harth

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