This Moment

Within this moment, captured in silken petals
Glistening with the dew of something more
Then just another story etched upon me
Is my slow and steady heartbeat

Hands held in place by dreams we’ve whispered
In silence to one another as the pillows talk
Yet you still admire that which I am
You are the mirror that shows me

Silent caresses calm the storm that rages
Emptying thoughts of self upon pages
Littered with hatred and doubts
Insecurities are the keys

Hands held in place by dreams we’ve whispered
In silence to one another as the pillows talk
Yet you still admire that which I am
You are the mirror that shows me

Arms hold close what I don’t hold dear
In silence you chase away fears
Whispers of a better self
Heal old, dry wounds

Within this moment, captured in silken petals
Glistening with the dew of something more
Then just another story etched upon me
Is your slow and steady heartbeat

Copyright: U. Sophia A.

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