Grace

Deep brown understanding keeps itself

Hidden deep behind a defense mechanism.

A smile that can light up a room

Stored in follicle waterfalls.

The swords of truth, innocence, and beauty you carry cut deep,

But like St. George, I will not let you fight the dragon.

You have the strength...the tenacity,

But the world needs your playfulness...your ability to love.

My world will burn and tatter before I let

A single hair

be

harmed.

My solemn vow.

An unbroken bond.

And you won't forgive me for it.