long night,
sitting on an overturned log,
the knots of the wood,
poking my leg.
your arms of security,
wrapped around,
held me tight,
kept me warm.
hidden apprehension,
confessed fears,
as you leant over,
and kissed them all away.
too soon it was time to go,
“goodnight my lady, sleep well,”
you said, as you kissed my hand,
like a true man.
early morning broke beautifully,
after the night which had felt,
as sweet as the caress of a cool breeze,
on a warm summer’s day.
I rose and dressed,
and walked outside,
only to find you waiting,
with a distressed look.
we needed to talk,
you pulled me aside,
and you said to me,
“I never wanted to hurt you.”
you kept talking,
but I no longer heard your words,
those cliches, raining
from your mouth.
I walked away,
my head proudly held high,
because you betrayed me,
but I would not let you hurt me.
I do not bruise that easily,
on the outside.
