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Tethered
It's the steady rise and fall of your chest
as you slowly seep deep into sleep

The caress of your fingertips as they dance through my hair.

The deep ever swirling pools of blue that I wish to swim forever.

This giant with the ability to crush anything in his hands, yet holds mine so delicately.

It's the quiet pouts when I've wondered to far from touch.

The whispers of your fears and how they bleed into hopes

The veil of the night when you hold on to me so tight

The meticulous worries that weave safe passage.

hand in hand we walk.

My whimsical float had proved endless and meaningless

Until your soft glow drew me back to earth
standing once again with both feet on the ground.

How lucky I feel to have been found.


© PeightonMakany