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for you.
side by side, with folded limbs,
we wait in knowing silence.
our walls of sand won't stand the tide;
so i'll hold you here instead.

a fiery mind; relentlessly
treading back and forth
upon those thoughts - in hope,
perhaps,
to find the sense eluding
your heavy heart...
the splinters fester.

i don't, i can't, i won't
pretend
to know what it's like;
i can only examine your honest eyes.
i can't hear the thoughts clocking
'round your mind;
i can't feel the gouges torn in
your heart;
i can't see the world through
the things you've seen;

but i can give you (silent) company.

side by side, with folded limbs.