Existence is Yours

In a time when I existed as just a thought inside your head,
An ephemeral phantom with no existence,
I thought that life was beautiful...

And then I lived it -

A swishysquishy
Soft, worn thing,
An achybreachy
Lovelorn thing,
An ecstasy
Of light and fire,
A troubled dream
Of faith's desire.

In a time when I existed
As more than a thought
(Though perhaps not yet
In your head,
Lost among your tresses),
I thought life was beautiful

As I lived it -

A dripping wetness
That beat you down
A smug heckle
That's tossed around
A door locked
To hide your fears
A child lost
In forgotten years..

And now I exist
As thought and flesh and more
I exist as me, your love,
Just yours
And life is beautiful...

I don't just think it anymore.