Be gentle with me
For my eyes hold more than they'll let you touch.
Be gentle with me.
I have waged the wars in lost love's wake.
I have aged with immovable stone and unending fire
And felt in my core the cold of darkest night.
Be gentle with me.
I have stared my most terrifying mistakes in the eyes
As they came down with gnashing teeth.
After these increments in time,
I will find a place for wounded wings in sleeping eggs.
You don't have to be the arms of safety,
But if you come this close and this far in,
Please, be gentle with me.
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