Coveted

I don't want a lot from my days

Just a little sunshine I can view from my bed

And maybe a warm body to which I can turn

Planting a good morning kiss on his forehead

Before I depart the comfort of his arms

To seize the day that awaits

And if I'm not meant to have a warm body beside me

Relief that I'm able to greet the morn

Feeling steady beats from within my cavity

A benevolence granted since before I was born

I don't want a lot from my self

Just enough strength to sponsor my own pride

When self-compassion runs low

And when well-being isn't found as hoped

At the bottom of a bottle of Cab Merlot

Or when I find myself crawling up the stairs

In search of my sacred place

For an impromptu cleansing of my soul

To release negative debates

I don't want a lot from this life

Just a promise that if I hold tight to my creed

If I make it beyond moments of obscurity and disbelief

I will journey forward to welcome an experience

Better than I ever dreamed

Carrying on my shoulders

An unwavering sense of security

From within my sensitive heart

A softness that exudes love and kindness

And from my often-overwhelmed mind

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