The claim I once dreamed of fell into my lap
That light cold glimpse of hope was placed on the tip of my tongue
The deep low clench that grabbed and tugged my heart has settled
That big light hazel colored fluttering butterfly has decided to stay
The words that I silently tucked behind my ears have been said
That tall glass of rusted tears has been poured down the drain
The thick layer of my skin that hid the real me was washed away in the shower this morning
I’m yours