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august 13th
The beauty of dedication
Just became apparent.
It was never easy,
One foot
Before the other,
One hand, only,
For mine;
He gave me pause.
Rushed in madness,
He stumbled through,
Elbows rolling,
Raging as wings
On an earthed, wounded
Bird battling
For life.
Take peace;
‘There is no difficulty
To him
Who wills’ another
Step
Toward me.
Another glimpse
Or grasp
At my body
Is welcome,Just be his,
Just be his skin,
Hands,
Breath,
Sound again,
His anger,
His dread,
Hope,
Fear,
Love again.