Strength

I put up these walls around my heart.  They are strong and thick.  They protect me.  At least I think they do, yet I live in fear that these walls will be quick to crumble.  I use my whit and my sass as a defense mechanism that guard those walls from crumbling, but sometimes I swear all it really does is draw a bullseye on them. 

We all want to feel the good feelings that come with being in love.  The joy I feel when I see you walk into the room, the warmth I feel in my heart when I hear your voice on the phone, the thrill that I get from your sensual touch.  Those are just a few of the ways you took my defenses and crushed them. 

It was when I first saw your piercing gaze that I felt the first bricks start to fall.  It was then that I realized the walls we put up to protect us are so easily crumbled when we find someone that touches us so deeply.  You see me.  You see the parts I want to hide, and I know that you see my fear. 

You're strong and I can see that in your confident ways.   I hear you.  It's your motivating supportive words that lift me up and help me to believe in my own strength.  I feel you.  It's your strength that grounds me when you walk up behind me and wrap me in your ams. 

Words cannot describe the feeling I get from your breath on my neck and your soft kisses to my cheek.  You don't see my fear as a weakness because you see inside my heart.  How?  Why?  Weren't my walls thick enough?  I thought so, but yet you stepped into my life and so easily put a hole through those walls with your tender words and your tender touch. 

Do you see my strength too?
-Lola Fontaine 2015