New Poem

Here's a new one I wrote. Dedicated to Aaron.

The Harrowing of Beauty

I found you,
Curled up
And hurt.

My arms gently gather
You up,
Shielding you from
The world.

I examine the wounds
And pain,
Healing what I
Can.

My eyes darken
In fury
As I see more
And more wounds.

How could they do
This
To you?
So precious, so
Beautiful…
Yet they did this
To you…

I slowly begin to
Help you heal,
And slowly the wounds
Fade to scars.

Your eyes…
They did that to
Your eyes.
So very old
And guarded…
Not as they
Ought to be…

Beauty…they attacked
Beauty.
Beauty which ought
To be touched
Gently and
Carefully,
With permission.
Not grabbed,
Not taken
Forcefully,
But gently, carefully…
Caressing.

I wish I had been
There,
To stop them…

Your smile
And touch
Tell me not to
Worry,
And that I’m
Helping now.

Still…I wish
I could have
Stopped yet
Another
Attack on
Beauty…