I watched her enter and sit down at her accustomed place. She stretched and rubbed her neck. It was evident she carried the tension of the world on her shoulders.
“Could I massage your neck and shoulder?” I asked.
“No,” she replied. She made it clear she would remain untouched, without the relief she would receive.
She was a beautiful woman, intelligent and wise, but a contradiction, much to my surprise. Without any discussion I began putting this woman into words.
She wants love but deep inside she’s afraid.
Afraid to be alone, not wanting to lose someone once again,
She struggles to open her heart and trust another man.
Attention is on her list, she wants desperately to be kissed,
Yet she hides behind castle walls, Even when love calls.
Needing affection, she still stays emotionally apart,
Afraid to be connected to her heart.
She has learned to love less,
Hiding behind walls and avoiding stress.
She claims to be an open book and says anyone can look,
But she doesn’t expect to be given honor and respect,
She doesn’t talk about neglect or reject, or feelings to suspect.
She needs attention without begging,
Affection without complaining,
Appreciation without whining.
Her mind is ready if love calls,
But her heart is locked within castle walls.
She squeezes the last drop out of routines,
Listens openly without condemning,
She shrugs off compliments,
A woman who knitted her heart tightly,
An only child with an only child
She shrugs off compliments
Whether intense or mild.
She’s discovered she can trust,
Until time’s very end,
A handful of people
And one best friend.
Her world still contains fun foods
Like a banana crème pie,
Filled with tasty ingredients
Straight from the sky.
June 22, 2017