I see you my love, struggling so hard,
Climbing the treacherous terrain.
I see your bleeding feet , your bruised hands,
Your aching heart and your wounded soul….
Too much to carry,
but with such a determined resolve
In awe, I see you move on…..
For, I am behind you,
And with you
Willingly, happily without complaints,
In every step of the hazardous journey
Through the snow or the storm
Through the lightening or the dark
Against all odds, unto the last
As long as I breathe, and my heart beats.
And still if we cannot not make it through,
Find me beside you,
Breathing into your face, looking into your eyes
Fading into invisibility
As we go down together
Into the quicksand…

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