mighty one

so many hearts run towards you
that you could be
and most generously
gild my misery with your sunshine
look - I pray to you again
for tenderness

mighty one
who else will so believe in you
to whom will you be so necessary as to me

neediest one
stripped of splendor like a January tree
burning with shame
inside the chestnut body of a tree
hear me out
I beg for tenderness

deliver unto me salty drops of grace extravagant
arms lips' warmth

Halina Poświatowska