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Love in Rhyme


Picture by: Gabrielle "Gabi" McClure. Instagram: @gabsterthejoy

Shelter

I’ll be a quiet source of strength—

Just let Me be your hiding place.

Find Me when the storm is raging;

I’ll comfort you with My embrace.

I’ll be a light when skies are dark.

I’ll be the One to heal your scars.

And if you lose yourself out there,

I will remind you who you are.

I’ll love you in your darkest hour.

In the storm, I’ll be your shelter.

I’ll hold you ‘til your fears are gone.

When you feel weak, I’ll be your power.

I promise I won’t let you go.

With Me, you have a hand to hold.

If they try to bend or break you,

I’ll lift you when they bring you low.

So when the walls around you fall,

And no one seems to hear you call,

I will be there to lend a hand,

And I will love you through it all.

 

Sudden Depth

Sometimes I can forget that I’m a captive to this tyrant sea.

The music cloaks the crashing waves that keep my body frozen.

It slips for a moment, then I am chilled by a reminder:

I‘m fighting the current while you just float above the ocean.

There are days that I can swim with my head above the water—

A gasp just long enough to see you wading close to the shore.

But on those dreadful days during which I fear drowning the most,

You keep both your knees dry while I’m left to capsize in the storm.

 

Learning How to Love

I love like a flood,

Like a hurricane,

When all that you want

Is a gentle rain.

I’m learning how to love,

Just learning not to break

Everything I love.

My love’s a heavy weight.

You’re lovely as a rose

And so I’ll let you bloom.

I want to see you grow

So I will cherish you.

Don’t want to hold you down;

I wanna see you free.

I’m learning how to love

And how to let you be.

I’m learning how to love

A way you’d understand—

Not consuming as a storm,

But as a gentle wind.

I’ll be here when you call;

I’ll be a steady friend.

Won’t be a ball and chain

Or steal your oxygen.

I’m learning how to love

And how to love you right:

Not in ways that suffocate—

The kind that gives you life.

I’m learning how to love,

To love you as you fly.

Letting go of what I know;

This love’s a dearer kind.

 

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