Why…

I’ve shown my hand

And you took it in yours,

folded in your warmth

 

On this cliff I stand

Ready for weather or sword

Bare and bearing the third cord

 

This happens every time

it’s more than I can afford

sleeves repeatedly ripped and worn

 

Love is mine

just know you are adored

just know, now the secret’s yours

 

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