allow me
to be your oxygen when you are drowning
in self doubt and confusion,
your compass when wandering lost
in a world of illusion.
allow me
to be the rain that nourishes
when the path you walk is dry and
parched,
the moon that shines for you
on the dark nights of your soul.
allow me
to be your pleasure and release
when the fire within rises high,
threatening to engulf you
needs quenched.
allow me
to quite simply,
quite fully,
quite exquisitely
love you.
(c)s.cooper
9-22-19
autumnal equinox
