In a glass house I sit, a lady,
hidden behind closed doors, trying not to judge those around me.

I feel their happiness and wonder, their joy and bliss,
and recall the feel of love's kiss.

But my house is worn and old.
Experience seeps in, leaving me cold.

I wrap a blanket of emotions around me,
to ward off the chill and pain of feeling lonely.

My normally calm exterior can no longer withstand the storm of feelings,
and rain down on me through the cracks in the ceiling.

I escape and seek the shelter and warmth of a neighboring fire,
but there are riots of emotions that disturb me there and the passions run higher.

I hear Nature and, while searching, I find an unknown way,
full of birds chirping with all of the excitement of a new day.

However, powerless; I stumble.
I smash against the rocks and float like flotsam amongst the waterfall's rumble.

Currents of emotion overwhelm me and I flounder, looking for something to hold onto.
Unexpectedly, I turn around and find you.

With the touch of your hands, I slowly begin to smile.
I realize it's been a while.

I breathe heavily - then hot.
I'm no longer drowning - I'm not.

Great writing, lots of feeling.

a special christmas present.

very good i liked it

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I liked it very much!
Written with alot of heart.

Wow, this is great. Flows beautifully with heart felt emotion. Very very nice. Thanks much for sharing