Crying of a Sick Mind (Stones on the Shore)

Stones on the Shore

I felt your pain in me.
I held you and rocked you
as your tears fell on my arm.
And part of me died
of desperate helplessness.

Turn to me and hold me
and pull breath from my lungs
with the rapture of your hands,
your words, your lips –
pull love from my heart
pull tears from my eyes
pull heat from my body
and grasp me in your care.

Let me help you to forget
the dark, the sad, the finished
Low as the ocean, I flow to you.
And like the waning shore, you pull away.
With rocks, and shells, and soil from the past,
you gird yourself from any waves.

But still I’ll break against you
and will pour upon your ground
a never ending flood of love
to cool your burning heart.

This also belongs to my publisher, but again I don’t think she’d mind. It’s so hard to love someone in pain, isn’t it? There’s nothing you can do to help but you’d slice open your veins and bleed if you could bring them a smile.