this lullaby is for my love.

this is a lullaby for my love so he can lift himself up from who he feels he’s supposed to be, and just be

this lullaby has no sound, not even the trickling water from the pond at a park where i wrote him our first poem

this lullaby has no weight —it is light, it’s airless it floats it can fly, it’s a dream with soft colours, a meadow with wild flowers

this lullaby is a spacious room with windows he can look outside in, a mirror he gazes upon: a beautiful soul that he is, barely a thing he’s ever seen, rarely has a minute to take it in

this lullaby is the wind that takes him, a prayer that whispers, an ocean wide open, a calming absence, this green green forrest is his path

to sleep sleep now love…

i’ll meet you tonight on the moon —as squirrels…!

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