I had given up on the best of love,
The best of what could be,.
But it is my infinite conviction
That in this love, I can finally
Find myself again.
Through your hands,
I found the missing piece of myself.
You turned the fading wallflower,
Into a blossoming rose,
You took me from my hiding place,
Lifted me from imposed disgrace,
From years of begging for the
Smallest things, the smallest proof
That worth was mine.
You gave me myself again,
No more loneliness and pain.
Your pleasure becomes my treasure,
You made me into someone
I can be proud of.
~CWylde © 2015