I have always existed in this small place

 

Walls like cracked conch

 

That reflect my emotions

 

Revealing the most intimately dangerous  vulnerable parts of me

 

I have never been alone here

 

In this place beats a rhythm

 

Wild and dangerous 

 

Her heart

 

It's soft beats echo off the walls

 

Gentle, loving, soothing

 

It has a power over my soul 

 

An unknown ephemeral thing

 

That can elevate my greater self 

 

Or shatter everything I am like glass 

 

Yet still I kneel 

 

Still I love and give in

 

Because in that weakness

 

Within those things that hold my destiny captive

 

Sleeps the greatest strength I have

 

Someday this small place will break 

 

Through the cracks a light

 

Will bathe our world 

 

In those things we have kept most private

 

Yet given to each other

 

It is a soft, beautiful, and strong, hard hurricane 

 

That type of wild depth that so few can even dream of