Aronasaur

Hold me close when the weather clouds my heart Under the waves blotting out the sun Until the flowers bloom again – like the city Spreads its petals and scent, even then Hold me close

When I am a child, fear and anxious thought Is written in the lines of my brows Hold me close when I tremble and call out A high pitched voice and a yearning for comfort

Be with me when we taste the wine of life I am at my gleeful and proudest and strongest Remind me what it is like to be seen, to be true Be with me, hold me close