curled up on one of the couches at maclean today
looking down at the lake
and millennium park
and grant park
and the art institute
and the field museum
and the planetarium
and michigan
peace came to stay for a bit
if i could, i would have stayed the whole night
just to sit on the couch with peace
and assurance
and safety
and comfort
for more than just an hour and a half
//
Would you walk with me
All the way through
Promise
promise you'll never leave
Promise me your hand to hold
Your ears to listen
Promise me
That when I stop functioning
you'll sit with me
And hold me
So tight
Until it passes
Because it always does
I promise you the same.
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