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Take care of me and love me.
I'm fragile. Don't you know?
Be kind to me, and kiss me,
As evening sun dies low.
I'll be your heart's own love song.
I'll warm your longest night.
The cost is dear. It's precious--
Your love, your heart, your life.
Exactly! It's gonna cost them---everything! Even trade.
I like this one too.
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Well said, as it should be. :)
How very true these words. Don't we all want to be loved, to be well thought of, to have that one person in the world to really commit to us... and we to them? How fragile we all are, us humans... Everyone needs to be taken by the hand and and to feel loved, to feel worthwhile, to feel an assurance that there is someone anxiously waiting for us at home with their arms out in loving greetings to us. It is good to know that there is a light at the end of the tunnel, isn't it? Very nice poem, Jessica... It speaks of your human fragility... You are not alone.