Oh…

if I slip of this tip on this trip

I could sleep for eternity in snap

But I shall clip these steep thoughts in my kip

No reason to fester nightmares!

I get the creep when i weep as though alone at this tip

Daily slipping and flipping

But you always as ever,rescue me without any cue to curb my cries just in time…

I’ll steady my ways in you and make ready my space for your grace 

I love you

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