Somewhere Hidden

Something worth waiting for.

 

He is honest, even harsh –

Tells it like it is

Because that’s all that he is.

He likes to think, and to feel,

Could take on the world

And loves only what’s real.

He doesn’t care for wrappers,

Only the gift inside –

He’ll strip it all away

To find where the treasure hides.

His heart casts a shadow

Right over his soul,

And he’s waiting for me

To fill in the holes.

His thoughts are a maze

That I try to learn,

Even though every word

Creates a new turn.

He covers it all with spines and thorns

And in front of it a monster

To guard the only door.

I’ll see him, in time,

And find a way to get by –

Because for him I’ll open my heart

And give what is mine.

Author's Note

I thought of the first two lines for this while doing chemistry homework, which then led to extreme procrastination.
Ive wanted to write this for a long while. It feels like A Thirsty Heart and Those Eyes.... because, like them, it feels like I've written it a thousand times already.

Reviews

[Alexander Fox]

You must introduce me to this person. As soon as you meet him (or her), of course.

[Ebb and Flow]

This is beautifully done!! I loved it from beginning to end.