I Sit With You
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Voice: Sara Ella
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I sit with you,
My hand rests on your shoulder.
I read my book
While you sleep restlessly,
You have no clue.
The night is getting colder,
You have that look
of age-old tiredness sleeping,
of pain and hurt,
of hours of fruitless weeping.
I sit with you,
My voice a soothing rhythm.
I recitate
My poems, my lines for you
It's seeping through
Your troublesome subconscious,
inner debate...
Your eyes open so slightly.
I will be here,
I'll sit here in this chair,
And create words
To paint your world lightly
And colourful,
With butterflying flutter
Pulling you through.
I sit with you,
Because I care, I get you.
I know the pain,
I know this too will pass.
And you know too.
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Copyright © Darren White
November 7, 2016
Copyright © Darren White | Year Posted 2017
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