
If you could sit with Me awhile &
you could just hold Me
I go out on a limb with you
Like a morning dove at dusk
offering her hymn
It’s delicate
dangerous, for me, not you
yes
and beautiful
so beautiful
so tenuious
when
between our hearts
I hope you’re listening…
there is a song
that wants to come
& give itself to you




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