His Love For Me

A poem about the Author of my story.

His Love For Me

So close, yet so far away

Shares secrets with me when I'm not impatient

Laughs with me cries with me

Knows what to say even when I'm too blind to hear it

Holds me in his hand until I'm ready to leave

Though I don't think I ever will

Shows me his beautiful home, he says

"It is ours"

Shows me his creation and says

"It is yours"

Shows me the shadows and fire holds my hand and says

"I love you too much. Don't go there."

He has paid too much for a paper doll