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Melted



I know the power of the cold,

keeping distances at length

the beauty of her strength

the hurt she keeps,

and with each sigh

each cry,

I weep.



I feel her as she reaches for the stars

crying out into the night,

with each release she shed

each tear bled,

I hold her tight.



Nothing complex

not hard to understand,

with each step she makes

each breath she takes,

I fall deeper in love again.



Digging deeper than the surface of the soul

her heart is felt.

With each desire

each fire,

I melt.



© BRIAN GLENN