Lie Next To Me
That raw poison used to shake my soul.
I am no longer angry at the world —
Now, lie next to me, and I am whole.
When I was very young, I felt so old,
With scars on my body, caught in the swirl —
That raw poison used to shake my soul.
Now we bob in the sea and shake off cold,
I am like a dancer. I spin and twirl.
Now, lie next to me, and I am whole.
I am lucky to be alive, I’m told
But I am no ordinary lost girl.
That raw poison used to shake my soul.
You showed me all the beauty in the bold
Ones who laugh until the pain is unfurled.
Now, lie next to me, and I am whole.
In your soft arms I am a newborn foal.
Into this new, fresh life I twist and curl.
That raw poison used to shake my soul.
Now, lie next to me, and I am whole.
Copyright © 2014 by Norah Vawter
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