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Come Hold Me Close

When the heart is heavy, the feet are slow.

Come hold me, hold me close,

Tell me that you love me, but mean it though.


Tell me of the joy of us in the here and now.

Come hold me close, make me believe. I don't know how.

Love me for who I am, can you see good in me?

Can you rejoice in the idiosyncrasies?


Body and mind ache from the wanting of your touch,

I lie wide awake thinking... this is all too much.

Close my eyes, dreaming of what I dare not believe,

Knowing how to give, not knowing how to receive.


Can you make love to me with your heart, not with lust?

Melt into my soul and body, teach me to trust?

Whisper softly in my ear, locked in loves embrace,

Cast all my doubts aside, the long ago erase.


Lift me up, be my eagle, wings bestow

Come hold me, hold me close,

Tell me that you love me, but mean it though.


Cecelia  2009

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