Home

Season 3.3: She is home, here. We are at peace, together.

When she finally relents, 
And nestles in to hold me close,
Resting all her troubles
Upon my shoulder,

The weight of her head,
The grasp of her fingers,
Her rapid thumping heart
On me, becomes us. 

Her sadness soaks in, 
And I will hold it all,
And her and more,
And anything she needs. 

The deeper breaths, in gasps 
Relent to quiet sated hearts,
As torment cedes to silence 
Stilled in our love. 

She is home,
Here. 
We are at peace,
Together.

And we move on, 
To slides and books and stones and chasing. 

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Read more from Season 3…

This is the third season of Notes and Noises. If you liked this (or didn’t) why not take a quick look at some of the other posts in the series:

1. Wake Up!

2. All That I Could Do

3. Home

4. To That Tree Atop The Hill

5. On The Way Home

6. Weeds

7. Pauses

8. This Time

9. Be Ready To Do The Thing

10. Tar Isteach

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