Frail beginnings

When you hold me

I feel at peace with myself,

My arms lie restful

In my lap,

My breath is rhythmic,

My heart beats steadily.

 

Gone are the murky thoughts

And sleep comes easy

Like a quirky sentence,

You make me feel so funny,

Did you know?

 

They say you shouldn´t patch love with love

You should let your soul heal first

But how do you heal the loss of love

Unless you fall in love again?

 

February 2016

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