Poetry…
Know Me Now
You think you know me
Because you’ve kissed my mouth
Because one time, many years ago,
we could be found
laughing together.
You think you know exactly who I am because you kept the hard
and cut away the soft things in your memory.
You know one small place,
from when I was still carbon
and you have missed the thousand other things
that have made me who I am now.
I’ve stood to take the blows from chisel and hammer
struck hard against my soul.
Love and loss;
The letting go of a future no longer possible.
Chiseled away and polished with tears,
every hard thing done; yours or mine
has made its mark on me.
Old friends, now disembodied spirits floating in my heart;
Old lovers, whispering on thinning skin of young fire and need;
each has cut a surface onto me.
And if you turn my life in your hand;
angle it just so;
you’ll see a flare of light and know
it was you who put that on me.
Know me as I shine
Know all of me.
Know me now
Word Ninja Girl 
I like this…its iike an anguished cry…
Another fabulous gem of wisdom post.
Thank you.