I'm here; I disappear: I'm
filled to the brim
from another time : I
squint through the under brush
you pull on my hand you
insist on my presence ; make
jokes as tears threaten a
waterfall; a landslide ; I
pull my self up I call
all aspects I threaten
with our love held out
as my protection I
face it down
another day ; you
sigh and embrace me; with
reverent grace
filled to the brim
from another time : I
squint through the under brush
you pull on my hand you
insist on my presence ; make
jokes as tears threaten a
waterfall; a landslide ; I
pull my self up I call
all aspects I threaten
with our love held out
as my protection I
face it down
another day ; you
sigh and embrace me; with
reverent grace
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