before.

hands.

how did I know
before a single word
you were the man
who would fix me

fill my heart with
emotions long lost
when I doubted
love was real
fill my head with
dreams misplaced
when all hope had
run from me
fill my body with
the heat it craved
when loneliness
was killing me

how did I know
before a single word
before a teasing smile
before a tempting touch
before a perfect kiss

how did I know
you were the man
who would show me
I could feel whole again

the pieces fit.

About what sandra thinks

Sandra is a writer, sometimes blogger, poet, artist, emotional disaster. She thinks far too much and sleeps far too little. Sandra lives in the Northeastern U.S. but dreams of an oceanfront home in Italy, but she would settle for a non-oceanfront home in Italy. She loves books, brutal honesty, coffee, and the color black. She hates insincerity, beer, whipped cream, and facebook. And she is uncomfortable talking about herself in the third person.
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52 Responses to before.

  1. Miriam says:

    So much hope and promise in these words.

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  2. carlalouise89 says:

    So beautifully written.

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  3. Wow, your muse is really talking to you! You’ve been writing some great stuff lately! Love this!

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  4. Another amazing piece. You get better and better.

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  5. Beautiful, my friend. Absolutely Beautiful. XO

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  6. I really like this one, Sandra. It speaks to the awakening of the abandoned self, the reemergence of life and love.

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  7. Lisa Meister says:

    Hi Sandra. I loved the depth of emotion in this poem. Was it written to someone who stayed in your heart?

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  9. This is so well written! 😍

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