30 Oct 2015

He called me Darling!

He called me darling,
a tight fist smothering my heart loosens
the ice under my feet breaks
shadows lurking around me vanish

He called me darling,
a child imprisoned by the woman smiles
a rusty key turns the laden locked door
something as warm, as bright as the sun rises within me

He called me darling
a caged injured bird flutters
my colours deepen, my seasons change
a young sapling grows in my hard bitter winter
He called me darling

I forget the rest.