Lend me your eyes. So I could fill them with the bursting stars. Telling tales of the spellbinding universe, singing songs of exploding suns... and of splintering quasars.
Lend me your thoughts. So that if I may, write of them. Fantastical scribbles of love and praise. Meticulously lined and carefully stitched... with immaculate lace at the hems.
Lend me your breaths. I'd catch them as they fall... between the words you would say. Merging mine with yours... introducing colour... and vigour to my monochromatic world of black, white and grey.
Lend me your heartbeats... for mine thumps erratic. As if beating in silent mock. I depend on the steadiness in yours. So they could usurp the ticks of worldly clocks.
Lend me your hands. Palms up as a sign, perhaps as an invitation... for me to take them. And maybe... hopefully fill them... with mine...
Come here darling Don’t be afraid Im here to keep the darkness away Kisses and hugs Are wonderful things I shall give you both so you can laugh and play A shoulder to cry on An ear to listen Patience and love is all you require Don’t cry now Please tell me whats wrong I can help with tears, that’s all I desire I am always here dearest one Don’t stop living Don’t stop shining Your time of anxiety is hereby done
My girlfriend needed a lullaby to help with her anxiety. this is what i came up with.
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I felt a need to repost this because a lot of my poems are well received, but this didn't get much attention. I feel like this fits a lot of poets, and why we write.