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Let me be your mother.

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Sit next to me child
let me cure the fresh wounds in your back,
and cover all of those scars 
that shame you.

Rest in my lap your head,
so that I might tend to your pain,
welcome the tears that beat
at the door of your chest,

and let their rivers fold
then cascade down my knees
gathering peacefully at my feet.

Let me comb your hair
from of your face,
there! I see it,
those eyes that look for love
in the wrong places,

and a smile of silver,
beneath emerald eyes!!!
What a treasure you are
my dearest, my seeker of pain.

Rest at my side,
free yourself from the crusade
against your soul this frigid night.

Let me be a mother,
to your seeking soul.
in my nest you are welcome
till you are ready to fly once more.

Let me be your mother,
lost child to the cities,
let me gather your fragile 
and broken bones,

merely covered by the thin
mantle of your pale skin,
cry my little child,
let your pain leak out and vanish.

 I will lift you and carry you
until you are ready to walk
and need a mother no more. 

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