With forgiveness.
I hold my heart low,
below sorrow.
In the beauty of your presence,
I bowed,
with anxious adoration.
No soulful regrets
linger
in memories of being.
In the presence of your beauty,
with
soft intimacy restored,
I was humbled.
No flaw unfolds
of truth untold.
With sweet grace,
in your
comforting breast,
I rest.
With intent internal gaze,
in the beauty of your presence.
I sleep, and dream
of another day.
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