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 #5 : Belonging

His eyes soften the moment they meet mine,

lashes lowered like quiet surrender.

Soft hair, angelic smile- he melts easily,

as if yielding is his sweetest instinct.

Strength lives in his veined hands,

yet he offers it freely to my will.

A diamond heart that bends, not breaks,

patient with my storms, devoted to my flaws.

He looks only where I stand,

hurts when I hurt, cries when I fall.

Strong to the world, kneeling in my presence,

choosing to be mine- willing, obedient, undone.