Once again in an embrace of tender thoughts,
you are there in an air of need, when the body
bends past its bounds, and the brave sounds
of denial, are but flimsy reeds whipped
in a powerful stream.
The eyes that care, and clearly see
the bare wounds and raw feelings
and once again, you are stronger than you can be
you do not allow pain that breaks the will,
and will alone connects the jagged seams...
a little broken
Still you are the moon in a dream of night
and the beauty that dwells in a dear heart
that holds you always, in a boundless wish
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