I Will.

I’ll give this thing a chance I will.

I won’t run away, I won’t.

I’ll sit on this thrown of lofty possibility.

I’ll be vulnerable, I’ll defrost.

I’ll float untethered in this space, may it never ground me.

I’ll make you my muse.

I will write you.

I’ll sing you.

I’ll protect you.

I’ll capture your things unseen in my lens.

I’ll liken you to waves and water, foam and an infinite sea.

I’ll let you bask in my warmth, rest in my sand, find reverie in your eyes.

I’ll hold your stare fast, no, I won’t run.

I’ll hold.

And we’ll stay.



  1. July 1, 2016 / 2:51 pm

    I like! You’re very inspiring, please keep up the good work. – Quallidy.

  2. Shermicya
    March 1, 2017 / 12:08 am

    Makes me feel all warm inside

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