Wednesday, February 4, 2009

The Storm

I held you tight.
Because the lightning
frightened you. You had been talking but it
silenced you.

There was the sudden flash
and then the crack. And since no one else
was there for you to hold on to,
I held on to you.

And because your head was in my lap
and your little eyes so afraid, I held you closer
to me, the pink spiral of your ear
drawing me closer.

But not out of fear.
I held on because I wanted to;
because I wanted
you.

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