Boomed

Together no precipice is to steep  
no chasm is to abyssal.  
 
For we are sole like  
Nefertiti and Akhenaten  
lovely royalty.  
 
Gods shall weep  
as minstrels pen songs  
force connection coalesce.  
 
Over the cleft of your lips  
my finger-tips dance  
like infinite fireflies  
hypnotically inducing  
cerulean waves.  
 
Sending a shiver  
subliminal quiver  
to the secret garden  
that awaits.  
 
You gawp into the  
depth of my eyes  
smitten with fear  
subsiding to fate.  
 
I render a thought  
subconsciously to you  
hoping to induce  
placid perception.  
 
Do not fear  
for I will not harm you  
I am the yin to your yang  
the sun during the rain  
prolific companion.  
 
The balance when you fall  
the triumph of your rise  
your crutch when your weak  
an ear for your regrets.  
 
Intentionally bequeathing  
serendipitous fantasies  
my greatest epiphany  
the praise shall manifest.  
 
Eliminate the tranquil  
impression of protection  
your mind may collapse  
into your atrium.  
 
Not a carnal trace  
but a warmth of security  
a notion of nothing to dread.  
 
This man will hold you  
comfort you  
shepherd you through  
your suppressed ills.  
 
Release the tears  
bestow them upon my bear  
every insecurity  
my cross to carry.  
 
Purge a brook of loss  
and breathe an  
opportune heartbeat  
of fortuitous hope.  
 
 
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