my own heart

i saw you.
i saw everything.
because poets see the dark
and dreamers see the light
but i saw your
     whole
      heart.

and it did not terrify me.

i had seen my own heart
nearly moments before
and the pitch black had smothered me.

i had realized i was human.

but the next moment
i realized He was God.

and the pitch black faded.
until it was remembered no more.
not nonexistent.
but forgotten

and there you were.
completely.
utterly.
human.

please forgive me,
i heard you weep.

i saw you.
in the shadow of your human
tear-stained face,
i saw you.

and i loved you still.

xx