Time pulling me
away from you
oh that it were miles
bringing me
closer instead.
A slow turning fan
stirs a cool breeze
fluttering the sheet
caressing my skin
and I think of you.
Dark days
of blue and black
soul bruises
Memphis music
no turning back.
When the pain is too much
I pull inside
my little shell
where it is only me
and I am safe.
I am learning to trust
you pull me to your chest
your loving arms my shelter
a greater peace here
with two instead of one
Patience
is a virtue
just not
one of mine
unfortunately.
Learning
patience and trust
takes
patience and trust
*sigh*
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