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In heart

I am who I am. I write poetry and paint really badly. Please be patient.

What I see

Is what I get.

It’s beautiful to me

Even if you can’t see

All you mean to me.

Perchance we found

Solace within device,

Made it reality

Created a future

For us, you and me.

I fear, within reason,

Of uncertainty.

An insecurity raised

And nurtured by shadows

In the recesses of the mind.

All that matters now,

I feel safe here

In your arms

Letting it all melt away…

© 2019 Wendy Engela