Coward
i.
Carried in on a
Lover’s daze
Waiting frantically
Scared
Thinking of
What can happen
ii.
Trust
Seeping in
Getting away here and there
Now loving but
Looking over its shoulder
Still vulnerable
iii.
Falling
And it catches
It holds
It’s true.
It holds
Sanity together.
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