Choice As Mustard Seed
various directions halt themselves
after the day is done
my temples are massaged and i
remember why i chose you
you cut off the lamp and whisper
in my ear to relax...not "try"
when i do, you go deeper into
my stresses until you reach the eye
i look at you and wonder how you make
it so easy and free
it is because you just do, and i rejoice
and give Thanks and Praise that you
chose me....no other Moment could be Better....
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