Be It NowA Poem by Kristina YoderYour voice, it soothes where there's been burns and many a bruise. You walk with me in circles, it seems I hear you singing and to your rhythms I breathe. But stepping off the path, I concede- None of this is guaranteed. A slow burn and an inevitable fall, you'll let me down when you hear a call. Be it fate, be it emptiness Be it now or when we're closed in the abyss. Our hearts will align and be sealed with a kiss.
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