your
weight holds my heart as i hold you
cannot
be more perfect
is
my gravity
i
am holding the earth
the
garden
the
sun
the
sunrises sweeter twin
if
we were able to swim through
clouds
of joy
i
would float and wade
in
this steady holding where each
small
brush against our fur
glides
me on joy
no
canvas raft
or
free water ride on the sweetest wave
can
carry me to open fresh wide awake
life
sweet
baby girl
you
are my baby girl
nobody
else is
just
you
ah
this
moment
right
here
right
now
gotcha
gotcha
girl
always
gotcha
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