You And I

This poem is a follow up to one that appeared as a guest piece on eye will not cry, that piece was called ‘Only know you love her, when you let her go‘ if you haven’t read it then may I suggest you click the link and read that first. Again huge thanks to J for allowing the original piece to appear on his blog, now I hope you enjoy ‘You And I’…

She had walked away

Leaving the collar and key on a table in His hallway

Walking away from all it represented

But she also left behind something on which she depended

Her heart

Nearly a year had passed by

Each day she had sat in silence to cry

She should have relished the freedom she had

Instead she found pain and was eternally sad

Her mind

Would continuously reflect

On whether He was ok or whether He wept

Her thoughts filling her mind with a perpetual hum

And because of that she had returned to the house she ran from

Her feet

Had carried her back to this place

Not knowing if He was here or if she had been replaced

She stood outside of the heavy, iron gates

Whilst inside her mind there was raging debate

Her fingers

Paused over buttons

Too scared to press yet the nerve she did summon

Struggling with how much she did tremble

With fear and doubt, emotions she had to trample

Her heart

Beating fast as she punched in the code

Silently praying he hadn’t change the one of old

Relief rushing through when the gates did part

She hoped this meant she was still in

His heart

Barefoot she walked across rain soaked grass

Pausing before the door made of glass

She heard the soft music

The love song that played now sounded melancholic

Breath held

As she stood there and listened

Whilst all around the ground seemed to glisten

Then she saw Him there

Sat in His favourite chair

Her core

Ached at the memories that rushed

Filling her head with nights full of lust

The vision of Him was now one of sadness and exhaustion

As their song played while he sat with his glass of Bourbon

Her tongue

Traced her lips as she remembered the taste

She knew now she was right to come back to this place

Without second thought her hand it did grasp

the handle, sliding with a whisper the heavy glass

Her feet

Carrying her to her Master

Where she paused, heart racing faster

Dropping to her knees

Hoping He would be pleased

Her eyes

Conveying words she could not speak

Watching His eyes become less bleak

A smile on His face

As He leant forward with grace

His hands

Reaching out, her waist He did entrap

Lifting her from the floor and on to His lap

His lips quickly possessed

With His kiss His love was confessed

Her soul

Soaring swiftly

All doubts lifting quickly

Held in His embrace

She gazed at

His face

“Sir I was wrong, that I know

To ever think that I could go

My heart belongs to you, it will always be yours

If you’ll allow me once again to serve.”

He sighed

Oh so faintly

As He kissed again, this time gently

Pulling her closer to His body, holding her tight

Letting go of His little one had never felt right

Their hearts

Once again attuned

As the voice from the speakers continued to croon

Their song, a story of lovers

That were made for each other.

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