it takes me
my arms daring to surround you in the comfort of a hand sewn quilt
patched together with culture, stories, memories, love
it takes you
taking hold, not running; letting the tears fall down your face
the water droplets telling stories words can’t capture
it takes Us
held tightly together while the winds of a tornado whip around us
sand, wind, dirt whipping in our eyes only pulls us closer together
risking to hold on; demanding to be together
it takes holding fear
acknowledging the pain, the scare, the anger that is all to present
let me be your Ruth
let me beg to stay by your side, Naomi
it takes me
it takes you
but nothing will ever separate us
Posted in response to the challenge Empathy.
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