Bittersweet

Holding back the torrent
If only by showing up
Make you take the hard way
Me as the righteous angelic
You, drinking from my cup

Truly I never asked you
To follow a winding lead
Merely sought to keep you
From the shadowy trees,
The love of fickle breeze

You never picked a color
A flavor, nor a degree
Only that it all landed,
Resting on quiet pleas
Between you and me

Forgive my part in this
It’s what you give freely
The balance in the mix
You the righteous angelic
Me, drinking from your cup

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