Original Poetry

…befitting…

inspired by you
each weave of my life
becomes a magical tale
and i drift lightly
quick & light as a feather
your confusion as my air
slowly it guides me

& soothes all my cares away
until only i matter
until the eve of my night
becomes the light of your day
through and through—

until all that i cannot bear
becomes all of you…

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