I can be me because of you.

I am one of the lucky ones who found their 'other half'. Because of him, I can be me. I can be whole. So I wrote this sonnet.

My Love, you set me free to freely grow

As I untangle all my battered, sore

And frightened nerves, so bent and broken, so

Anxious, crooked, locked, but, oh no more!

You coax me out into the light to shed,

All the shadows, that old razored bite.

The crooked lies that squat inside my head.

Sneering, scoffing, but you hold me tight

And gently keep me heading for the sun

Of your true, open, honest, quirky ways.

My frightened soul is yours to keep, and none

Shall separate us, no. I bask in rays

Of your sweet face, your patience and your laugh.

My sun, my moon, my world, my other half.