Daisy, of Mine
I slept like prey folded inside your arms,
Half-praying for mercy, half-bracing for harm.
I mistook your stillness for safety’s breath,
but even your care hides merciless depth.
It was only when I learned to let you go,
that inner peace began to grow.
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