For My Lover

She stole away to tell me I’m her life
Her dearest man–she kissed me on my neck
Another time she might have been my wife
Her tenderness would not be kept in check
But as it is she does the best she can
To love, protect, and hold her lover’s heart
And though I love her, I am just a man
Who quickly spirals down when we’re apart
But then she steals away to bring me back
To lift me from the deepest, darkest place
Her faith in me makes up for what I lack
And peace illuminates her smiling face
And all this love she has through peace and strife
She says she has because I am her life

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