My Dear, Rest Here

My Dear, Cleanse your eyes and open your heart to let your love shine Release your burden of filtered seeing and staunch believing They weigh you down like rocks on one side of the weighing scale, yet fetch no worth for value. The other side lay your feathers from your wings of your loving heart. They weigh no numbers yet greater than beds of rocks, diamonds and gold. They tie my love like a purple ribbon that once we are supposed to knot at a Marital Workshop. Yes it's true, I'm rude and bad, not up to the level of your fine fella goodness Thanks to you perfecting me, shining stage lights chipping my flaws away But here you are left with thoughts unpleasant, heart wrecked in other's imperfections. My Dear, rest here, in the middle of your chest. Hear the beats sometimes strong but weak. Let the beating of the rhythm contain you fully allowing it to overtake. Soothingly you will find a different self again, you anew, totally renewed.