your niche in my heart

This is your haven, your niche in my heart

Made of everything precious, gold and amber

The sky growls with heavy rain
As I try to face this penetrating pain
The whispers in this silence that I hear
They grow into shouts, so hard to bear

Soon clouds clear
The sun shines
As the day makes merry
With a touch divine

For it is your return
To the place that's your own
No more a vagabond
But the king who fought and won

And with every passing memory that you gather
This castle is your home... this niche, this haven
Made of everything precious and rare,
Yes, of gold, diamonds and amber.

Unfinished

Unfinished words,
Broken rythms,
The lost touch,
The innocence snatched.

I found little wings in your friendship,
Found new meanings.
A new reason to smile
A new reason to be free.

I opened my silken wings,
And flew where you promised heaven.
I still hear the vibrations
Of your honest mortal voice,
I loved it so
Maybe you'll never know.

We were two peices of a puzzle
Made to fit so naturally

Yet we were meant to be
Unfinished...
And...
Broken.

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One of those poems that are very close to my heart.. deeply and tenderly felt.