I remember <br />we would retreat <br />to the isolated solace <br />of our bedroom <br />Quarantining ourselves <br />from the strain of existence <br />in that murderous crushing <br />outside world <br />As we engaged in <br />things both metaphysical <br />and physical <br />I would rest my head <br />on your chest <br />listening to the enthralled <br />chambers of your heart <br />and if <br />my mind would not <br />quiet <br />you would tell me <br />'Be still. <br />Be calm. <br />Do not rely <br />on the words of <br />others. <br />Tell you something <br />in you own words.' <br />It was only in the comfort <br />of your utmost attention <br />that I felt at peace<br /><br />Charles Darkly<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/unmedicated-and-unmitigated/
