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Hold My Hand Ten Times

Hold my hand one time

My companion and my listener

Hold my hand two times

My consoler and my validator

Hold my hand three times

My shelter from the storm

Hold my hand four times

My medicine man and healer

Hold my hand five times

My friend and confidant

Hold my hand six times

My supporter and biggest fan

Hold my hand seven times

My strong and handsome man

Hold my hand eight times

My muse and inspiration

Hold my hand nine times

My hope and adoration

Hold my hand ten times

My lover and my soul mate

The reason I stay up late

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My Soul Mate

Sometimes you meet someone

You know them somehow

It happens very rarely

Maybe once or twice

In a lifetime of stumbling

Through awkward relationships

But… there they are…

You know them…

You recognize their energy

You feel their heart

You have felt it before

They have been tucked in the back of your brain

In Your memory

You recognize the way it feels to connect with them

You recognize the way they react to you

They are a stranger…

And yet they are not

They tell you of their pain

You say “I understand”

How could you?

But you do

You know them, understand them

You smile when you first hear their voice

It is the first time you have met them

And yet, it is not…

I can’t explain why

But I know that I know him

I recognized him right away

Like from a distant dream…

My friend, my lover,

My companion, my brother,

My teacher, my student,

My relief, my excitement

My passion, my sympathy,

My connection to my heart

My connection to my compassion

My soul mate

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A Quiet Home

A peaceful place

For you and me

A quiet home

For us to be

To sit together

Side by side

Away from the world

So warm inside

A comfortable bed

To rest my head

Warm blankets too

I will have kisses for you

I’ll cook you rice

Fold your clothes nice

We will be together

You have my heart forever