Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Toppling b.

We melt down into each other.
Start talking about Him.
This One we love.
All that stress.  Exhaustion.
Rolls down my face.
And she reaches for my hands.
Holds them.
Holds me.
And we begin to build.
Each other.
Just saying HIS Name.
This great Tower.
That will never topple.

Even when we do,


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