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Thursday, January 31, 2013

"reveilles not lullabies"


Sleeping well will carry risks.
Sorry about bad dreams, baby!
But better bad dreams you can sleep through,
and wake up strong to deal with life
- than bad real life to wake up to.

I know you've got your share of that,
as well. But I know you are strong -
as strong as any angel ever spread its wings
to dive through hell, for one good thing.

And you belong.

This world can see the way you shine
and smile, and crab - you bring delight
to all! Mostly. If there's one guy in dark,
don't let him dim your light.

If there's one guy who sees your shine,
and tries to turn the world against -
that guy won't win.

He might fool some!
But all the world sees
- your intent,
sees your good sense,
sees your good heart.
You cannot help it,
cannot hide.
And nothing that he does
will help him hide
how good you are, my bride.
My love - the world sees what I see.

I saw it when I knew you not.
You knocked me on the ass at once.
It's obvious, what good you've got.

It's obvious -
because it's true.
Because you're true.

Not 'cause you're mine.
But I'm so glad that you are mine -
please teach me how to swim your frowns,
and reach wide sparkling smiles

some times,
he might fool some -
he can't fool us. What fools he fools, well
- we must trust
to being true, and stand our ground.
In case they ever come around,
they'll find us, who and what we are.

This truth we've found is founded well,
on higher ground that he can't reach,
but all can see.
His accusations are a sound
- an empty wail of malice, sent
with ill intent, upon a wind
that blows no good to anyone
- but fading, fading, soon will fail.
Soon will be spent.
It can't reach us. We stand here true
on firm, high ground.

Don't let the devil bring you down.

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