Sister of Samson

I think I know now,
How Samson must have felt

You crept in
Like a warm breeze
Comfort to a love-weary soul
Spoke words like honey and oil
Dripping down the side of my neck
Covering all the places you kissed
Luxurious

And I was so tired of being strong

I think I know how Samson felt

In your arms the weight of the world fell off my shoulders
And I was just a woman
And you, a man
Finally, a man
Loving me, could make me forget
Could make me remember what mortality was like
Tenderness and vulnerability
It may have been foolish but the breathing was so much sweeter
With you there beside me
Knowing it wouldn’t last forever
I cherished each exhale

You took my strength

It may have been foolish
But I was willing
To put it all on the line
purpose power position promise
love life
For those moments
Your sweet
Rest

Samson and I
May have been foolish
But
We just wanted someone’s hands in our hair.