Always with a surprise
Always afraid
Of whatever is on the dark side
Inlaid, ingrained, only a slow release
Only daily therapy
Above and below the stairs
Your head rests
Beset with treasure
I hold your hand
No complicated words
Overheard
She whispers I love you
Comforted by her presence
Her perfume, her soft fabrics
Worn over even softer skin
Always I surmise
Always ably laid
To raise my love life
Waylaid, unstained, forever at peace
Laid back by the heresy
Love is aglow for what she cares
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