MY MAN
Over each other, a pleasant fear.
Can’t speak anymore, start mumbling,
My heart stops when you’re here.
My man, my little man, only a little
Taller than myself, how insignificant
We are alone, how infinitely brittle
And vulnerable, but together we stand.
We have the chance to fight
For each other, because we know
We want to make our lives so right
And darling, we will make it so.
My sweetheart, my rabbit, my man,
You will carry me, and I you.
Two hearts are one, and we can
Beat as one heart, instead of two
© Darren White
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