As in here
Waiting for the dust to settle
Doing things with my hands
Making them rough
calluses, half moons of dirt
under the nails
to be gentle and forceful
again
with the tender strength to lead you
Empire built, word by word,
Stone by stone
Speaking weakness
to grow stronger
looking much the same
but underneath, forged
anew, this quest i am upon,
Slaying the dragons of my limits
With the sword of my will
Shield of shining discipline
A king whose crown waits to be
Worn once again.
Send word, as you sleep,
Let my kiss awaken you
Caress the glittering kintsugi on my skin
And breathe me in
MB Blissett 