I failed to understandHow-he saw my beauty ,when he was blind to his ownHow in the midst of raging storms and screaming thunderHe only heard my voiceHow a man so raw in masculinity crumbled at the hands of a woman . He didn't understandOn days like this ,did he love too soon?But when her laughter danced under the moonHe didn't understandHow she didn't understand that he would never be under the mercy of a womanJust her. They didn't understandHow pieces of old rags from generations of hand me downs could still be held by a thread ofloveThey would never understandFor every hole crafted out ,a stitch was assignedGreen and red ?They will never understand . I understand myselfNot blaming myself as I did thenFor allowing his beauty to fade in my eyes -I see nowThat being loved by him became as natural as breathingFor he absorbed my pain and returned it as loveI understood himHe was a catastropheWho's only skill was to love and understand He was my healer .