The water rushes past me, puling me along,
I almost drop into its cold waters,
And still I am not afraid.
It roars in my ears, shouting its power, its endless depths.
And still I am not afraid.What is fear compared to the cadence of your care?
The way you smile towards me,
As though I am a light you cannot fathom.
And even as I felt tangles of dark in me,
Shivering in delight at the chatter of my teeth,
They stood tamed at the sound of your voice.
And oh they cowered at the melody of your songs,
In how you called my name.I could be ripped apart in the most savage of ways,
A hundred times over,
And I would be okay.
Your careful fingers sewing me back together,
Your sweet words reminding me of who I am trying to be.I could live in a world of unbound terrors,
And still I would not be afraid.
Because your eyes held me in love since the day I drew breath,
And my heart will never forget.— How Is It You Learned Such Love, In Such A World?
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