Stillness

*e!

Fourteen years and the storm is here

But my sun remains

And to even hear your name said in the wrong tone

Is enough to bring me to tears.

All these years.

All my fears.

All my fears,

Have been yours.

My soft, sleepy one....

If only I could born you again.

Heartbeat swallowing heartbeat.

But as it is now and tomorrow,

God gave me you.

As you were meant to be.

I trim golden nails and wash golden feet,

And as sure as I live and breathe,

I know my love for you will be the death of me.

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