This love you have given me keeps me afloat
I’ve been ripped from my moorings – a small vessel in a strange sea
Torn out by my roots and left in the sun to wither
Simmering my wounds over an untended fire
But your hands and your smile and your heart is medicine
I drink it in sips but I needn’t conserve it
Your love is generous
And my cup overfloweth
Always the safety that I seek when my soul is impoverished
I break so easily
You mend so deftly
My hand in yours is like lavender honey ~ monika carless