I found your picture last night

I found your picture last night,

head turned ever so slightly to the left

with your hair,

perfect as always

cascading over the same shoulder.

Eyes full and beaming with messages not yet said,

probably due to my lack of ability to hear 

your liquid truth.

your smile,

your smile practiced and perfected,

all of this giving you a sad beauty.

I find myself with a deep longing 

to hold your chin in my palms

with my fingertips exploring the contours

of your cheeks and mouth.

Caress your sadness and pain

and tell you darling,

You are safe now, 

you no longer have to fight the darkness,

rest easy my love

and lean your head into mine

and always know my bella luna

that with me you are always home.

I understand how lonely it is out there,

I know the cold of its void,

I've tasted its bitter fruit

and have felt the cuts of its daggers

and the pierce of its arrows.

You are not alone

you are not alone

you are not alone

you are not alone

you are not alone,

i love you