My Dead Language

I celebrate you

I celebrate you

Whether at my side

Or in my dreams

Even at a distance

You are still glory in its youth

Tender, even anxious despite your strength

You’ve caught me

Caught me when I didn’t realize

I was running

When I was too worried

To open my eyes

And vengeance roamed in me

Now I’m caught

Between your smile and your soul

Somewhere in between

I find myself

Once again whole.

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