consolation of my soul

I lost it...it's gone from me,
but deep inside-it's meant to be.
I fell apart, you picked me up.
I brushed the dirt off my knees.
Cause it's just what I do.

I'm gonna speak in metaphor,
cause it's easier on my mind.
The soul seems to dig it when I skip a beat,
and it falls into place in the rhyme.

I'm not sure what to believe in,
and I know that things have changed...
I don't think I've ever felt so free,
Now I'm like a tiger lost in her cage.

I miss the way you hold my hand,
and stare at me so quietly.
The way your eyes slowly travel,
like I'm exactly who you want me to be.

I'm gonna let you keep it-
that special thing I lost.
It's the quiet comfort I can give,
My gift to you, no matter the cost.

~jMl
9-26-03