In another life
I could have found bliss in the worldly things.
Making love by French doors, cracked open,
on some Parisian balcony.
Billowing curtains and the smell of rain.
Thunder muffling tender gasps.
Finding ways to kill the pain
of ending up without you.
Desiring more...
It's never enough.
Bodies come together and pull apart--
Always left separated, alone, wanting again.
Crying out to you on my back, on the floor;
You yearned for my need.
Called me to more.
In the dark, you held me--
Whispered into the cracks of my broken heart.
My purpose was never mine to keep.
I surrendered my life to save another--
You pulled me from his grasp.
Maybe my last chance at being a mother.
I left him in my past.
I'm back in this place you keep calling me to.
A place that's not quite home.
In another life
I could have loved what the world had to give.
You knew my light would never be so bright
without bringing me into the dark.
To the gentle breezes of your urgings, I let myself bend and sway.
With joy, I surrender. I have no idea where we are going, but I'm with you all the way.
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