The Way

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Patrick

I see him as the way

My guiding savior in the form of a powerful mortal

It is he who continually saves me

from these demented cards I was handed

and takes me places not visable to the human eye

He puts me where I want to be

and molds my troubled soul into tender love

Yes, he is the way

My mentor

Who understands what I am

and loves me for who I,ve become

Accepting.

Yet tragically, this man feels as I once did

but I know with given time,

I can return what he's given me

and hopefully learn to see past his mysterious wisdom.

For he is the way.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This poem was written for my boyfriend Patrick Ousley ( another poet on this site). Yes, you are the way and I will always love you, baby.

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