By all that is bad, you are good
Let me not forget it.
While being held under in a place
Not intended for love
For all the bad, you are the good

In tones from lips so softly spoken
Pierce ears, once deaf, I listen
In still silence, I wear your promises
Like jewels, hanging, precious words dangling
I see you in my mirror

By all the bad, you are the good in me
In the works of mine, you save, you save me
I have a wanting, a desire to be placed in you
Where I may flow with you as you, live in you
As a river through your heart, as the breath in your lungs

With all the bad, you are the good, so desperately searched
With emptiness, you have made my past, let me never forget
What hurt became of me, becomes healed, as I flow through
You flow through me, our bodies rise and fall together
Our bodies blend together, braid together, grow together
My good, fleshed out by you

goldenhinde, that is one extremely nicely constructed poem. I tip my hat to you. You capture the deepest emotion with a calm tone that is so much better than the overly emotional and plaintiff cries for love. Again, good job. G.

What more could anyone say?....So many times you bring my emotions to the surface by putting into words that which is supposed to be impossible to put into words....This, for me, is one of your best Golden!

Christopher is the best, how could I not write one of my best? <3
Thank you both. xxx