To be blithe


Let’s hold each other’s broken selves tightly,
for thee to be safe
in my arms,
my abode.

I promise to behold the pain,
to feel nothing but thy soul
and take thee to the isle,
where one feels alive unconditionally.

I shall imagine the ether,
run towards the sun
for thee to be blithe and
touch the vastness of fulfilment.

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