a name is written here <br />upon my heart. <br />it burned this melting fiery path <br />that descended <br />my stepladder throat and <br />invaded my core. <br />it allowed piercing <br />blue winter brightness <br />to flood the brown-dark well <br />where once i hid my face <br />and labored <br />in obscurity. (i never had frostbite <br />before this) it hurt. <br />its dark taste <br />soaked into my flesh, <br />and seared its murmur <br />into my voice, it scarred me <br />until i was no longer <br />just myself. <br />i made <br />room. <br />i became <br />you.<br /><br />valerie jaeger<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lovely-scar/
