Struck

I heard your words
I was not prepared
I blocked my ears

I read your lips
I was scared
I shut my eyes

I didn't know then
I was slow to comprehend
I was cynical

I didn't know love
I hadn't had enough
I was skeptical

I opened my life
I let you in
I am electrified

I am voracious now
I read you with new sight
Lightening strikes. Again.

loveDeborah Mannas