The Twins



I count each rise and fall,
as I counted every day,
until you reached my arms,
and I could see the pavement.

Your silence is my fear,
and my sleeping salvation.
I wish for you to run,
just don’t leave me behind you.

You are a renewal,
the oldest kind of new start.
I saw you arriving,
and for the first time, I stayed.

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