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Im living for this rn
In Her Embrace
She calls me softly, through rustling leaves,
A hush of wind in golden eaves.
The earth beneath, a steady heart,
Beating slow where peace can start.
Sunlight filters through the trees,
A lullaby upon the breeze.
Her breath is sweet with moss and pine,
A sacred touch, both old, and divine.
She drapes me in her emerald shawl,
A silent promise through it all.
The troubles of the world release,
Because in her embrace, I am at peace.
Streams hum songs of ancient lore,
Waves kiss gently upon the shore.
The sky, a canvas deep and wide,
Holds my spirit sound inside.
No words are spoken—none are due,
Her silence knows what I’ve been through.
And here, wrapped close in root and rain,
She soothes the ache, absorbs the pain.
I am not lost, I am not small—
I am her child, I am her all.
Cradled in her timeless grace,
I find my breath, I find my place.
Whispers in the In-Between
I drift where time forgets to turn,
A breathless hush where candles burn
But they never fade to ash or light—
A dusk that clings to an eternal night.
No door will creak, no bell will chime,
I haunt the hush between the lines
Of death and what comes after grace,
A shadow searching for its place.
The walls remember every cry—
Their plastered with wails, my lullaby
The lives I brushed but never held,
Of silence ringing, never quelled.
I wear no flesh, but still I feel
A cold that dreams can never heal.
Each stride I take is not a step—
Just memory in secrets kept.
The moon comes close but I cannot see,
The sun ignores the ghost of me.
I scream into a hollow void
That echoes back what I avoid.
Regret is stitched into my bones—
Though bones I lack, I feel their stones.
They weigh down the mist that makes my form,
A storm that lost its will to mourn.
A name I had, but it decays,
The memory washed out in these endless days.
I reach for faces blurred and gone,
For places dimmed by too much dawn.
Stuck here, not there—I am the seam
That binds the waking to the dream.
No heaven’s gate, no devil’s throne,
Just endless gray, and I—alone.
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