You make me feel like a child
playing at the fair.
The way you hold my hand.
the way you stroke my hair.
The hole that is inside my heart
burns when the wind blows through.
It always hurts just a little less,
whenever I'm with you.
Your touch has the power to wake me,
from this numb life I lead.
You call me into aliveness,
And let me be who i want to be.
You take the masks I often wear,
and say its ok to be who you are.
You do this All without saying anything,
With every gentle word you touch my heart.
Slowly the walls outside my heart,
are beginning to come down.
I'm always thinking about you.
I can't believe what love in you I've found.
When the storms approaching
and the winds are becoming fierce,
I don't feel so nervous anymore,
I know my heart cannot be pierced.
Perhaps you've helped this crying child
rediscover the joy love brings.
Thank you for reminding me,
reminding me about my wings.