Pain Is Overcome
Mye pain is overcome.
Love means more to me somehow
when it can not be
so quickly fulfilled somehow.
Pain is overcome,
hard to explain, like stormy weather
bringing calm, like riches in the midst of
poverty, like acid melting stone;
only to reveal the gem inlayed beneath the
layers of sedimentary filth
that the etching has undone.
The same way shape and form
the blanket comforts in the long cold nite
when eye am away from home.
This is how eye feel when eye have ewe
for even one moment of ewe time.
Pain is overcome by love for ewe inside.
Please love me ewe do not sorrow
for what may have been a real life
to come.
Just the hope of ewe has made me well,
Mye pain is overcome.