Jan 20
Come to me now, let me bury my face in the leeward side of the storm that is your hair
Hold me close while I shed silent tears
And then hold me close while I rejoice in your comfort
For maybe not tomorrow or not until some quiet day in spring but someday.
Someday soon
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