The Revival

Still laying here
In this pool where you left me
Breathing in
This liquid hatred

My spirit sits in waiting
Lovingly caressing my hair
Wishing to be resuscitated
Waiting for the awakening

She whispers of my strength
Tender steel
Beneath my flesh
Waiting to be reborn

Softly brushes her memory
Across my heart
A defibrillator of recognition
Numbness revoked

My alchemist of emotion
Raising my body
From this pool of death
Returning life