This peace-loving heart
needs your quiet tonight.
That tonal quality
that brings my fears
gently back from the edge
and into your shoulder,
(that warm place)
where it belongs.

Is there any bigger obstacle
in the world,
than things that cannot be changed
but must, instead,
be endured and accepted
overcome and respected
despite wailing, tears,
or stubborn cursing?

The more concerned,
the quieter my voice.
The laughter stills within me
and I forget, for a moment,
what your heart does
simply by existing
simply by beating
simply by answering
with that quiet voice
that softens just for me.