You are finally real to me. You were always a fragment of hope, lingering in the corners of my temples, but now you've become tangible. Running fingers in these dark strands, floating crafts over my skin, loving me softly are your hands. Pressing your lips against mine, two lips like pillows so divine.
Breathing deep, careless sighs of relief you feel inside this body full of weakness and strength ready to embrace the wonders of the unknown. My silence is booming from the depths of my mind, thinking about you, about the terrors of life and the wretched worries of the future. But then you touch the crane of my elbow, hushing me with the language only you and I can understand. "
Shh...Shh...What good does worrying do when it produces no prize? I am right here for you darling, you'll never be left high and dry. For that I am grateful, no amount of goods would ever compare to this love. And love you I do.
Breathing deep, careless sighs of relief you feel inside this body full of weakness and strength ready to embrace the wonders of the unknown. My silence is booming from the depths of my mind, thinking about you, about the terrors of life and the wretched worries of the future. But then you touch the crane of my elbow, hushing me with the language only you and I can understand. "
Shh...Shh...What good does worrying do when it produces no prize? I am right here for you darling, you'll never be left high and dry. For that I am grateful, no amount of goods would ever compare to this love. And love you I do.
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