He
He walked through the door
into my life
stealing my breath away.
Had my clothes on the floor,
I was begging for more
Found that beautiful shade of grey.
Lost the grip on my self control
I didn’t mean to give it all up
mind, body and soul
but I gave it up anyway.
His presence was too powerful
and I had only been make believing
that I was whole.
Impossible to see how frozen cold
was this icy persona that has grown,
not entirely of my own doing.
The heart of a champion is hard
when aiming to win
but find I am always losing.
Until he stripped me to the bone
and I found that embrace
that finally feels like, this is it:
the heart that is my home.
