Shared Stength

2006 Poetry

She comforts me

in my sorrow

with my head

against her breast.

The sweet feel

of her love

against me,

as I let go

of my masculine persona.

Mourning overtaking

my usual strength

as hers supports

me in my time of need.

Isn't that how

love is supposed to be,

with one sharing

their strength

as the other requires.

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