Fight

I don’t want someone to
fight for me.

I don’t want someone to
fight against me.

I want someone to
fight
with
me.

If that’s too much to ask,
then I’ll fight alone regardless.

I didn’t get this far
to make it
just here.


I didn’t get this far
by waiting around to prove my worth.

No,
I know what it’s like to be tired.

I know what exhaustion feels like.

I know what it’s like to want to give up.

But,

I also know what it’s like
to have no choice but to keep going.

And that,
m’dear,
is all I know.

So darling,
keep going.

With or without me.

I made it,
so can you.

Prove me right.

I dare you.

 

MG

Have I Told You That I’ve Seen Your Soul?

Have I told you that I’ve seen your soul
That every crack is beautiful?

Buried deep beneath the flesh
The skin, the bones, and all the rest

Have I told you that I’ve felt your soul
That every vibration is beautiful?

Reaching out from within the walls
Protection, not wanting to fall

Have I told you that I’ve touched your soul
That every stroke is beautiful?

Fire and ice, a gentle touch
Passion rages on – a chemical flux

Have I told you that I’ve entered your soul
That every wave is beautiful?

As the ocean sprays against the shore
Pushing its way out for more

Have I told you that I’ve wanted your soul
For every word is beautiful?

A realm we inadvertently create
For we to each other, are the escape.
~M.G.~