100–Holding Nothing

let me hide here

holding nothing

i am blind but your

scent guides me

i walk through all

the valleys of the shadow

fearing nothing

there’s only you

my hand in yours

on the street in the forest

after midnight here in my chambers

caught in sleepless migraines

i enter again the bliss of

knowing only you

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