Us Three

October 25, 2019

Darkness, a close friend of mine

It beats and shelters me

An inescapable rope

With Him, making us three

A mirage of light- hope

Four hands reaching for air

Eyes closing slowly

My life partner- the only one there

Our hearts reposing

Tied together- surviving

After each bore of hardship

Waiting for our future

Beating as one

The sun rises

Never done

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