A Language Of Scars

No Drum Disturbed The Sleeping Sea…
The Old Ship Breathed Beneath Our Feet…
No Legend Waited In The Night…
Only Your Hand In Lantern Light…
I Traced The Spear-Line On His Side
The Wound He Took When Steel Came Wide
I Called Him Foolish, Cursed The Blade
But Underneath The Rage She Gave
Was Fear Too Proud To Speak Aloud
“I Almost Lost The One I Love”
My Anger Hid What I Could Not Say
I Heard The Love Beneath The Blame…
This Scar Says, “I Stood Between”
This One Says, “You Came For Me”
This One Keeps A Winter’S Blame
This One Warms Beneath Your Name
We Never Loved With Perfect Hands
We Learned Through Wounds To Understand
Every Mark Became A Word
No Other Heart Had Ever Heard
The Pale Line By Her Shoulder Came
From An Arrow Flying For My Name
It Followed Months Of Separate Rooms
And Words That Froze Our Winter Home
I Crossed The Distance Pride Had Made
Still Full Of Fury, Took The Blade
He Kissed The Mark With Lowered Eyes
And All Our Silence Apologized
We Hurt Each Other;
Still We Chose
To Learn What Only Mercy Knows…
The Burn Said, “I Pulled You Free”
The Palm Said, “You Held On To Me”
The Throat-Mark Warned, “Behind—Look Out”
The Mended Side Outlived Our Doubt
Some Wounds Were Steel;
Some Wounds Were Pride
Some Came From Words We Threw Inside
Forgiveness Gave Each Mark A Sound
A Private Tongue No Book Had Found
We Did Not Heal By Losing Pain
We Learned To Touch The Hurt By Name
No God Erased The Words We Said
No Tide Restored The Trust We Bled
We Stayed Until The Silence Knew
How To Become A Home For Two
Read Me Now, Line After Line
Your Wounded History Rests In Mine
Here Is Fury, Here Is Grace
Here Are All The Times We Stayed
We Did Not Love Untouched Or Clean
We Loved Through All That Stood Between
Every Scar Became A Word
In The Language Only We Could Speak
The Lantern Dimmed;
The Cup Grew Cold…
Her Hand Found Mine As Night Took Hold…
No Vow Was Needed On That Sea…
Our Scars Had Said, “You Stayed With Me”…