Blessing

hallow me with the commonplace
the everyday we wander through
the setting sun upon my face
in quiet moments dreamt of you
a touch of delicate caprice
upon your hand held in mine own
puts my heart at more of ease
than any praise of great renown
should you whisper of my name
when you’re abed clothed just in sleep
in joy, in peace would I remain
and pray this blessing I would keep.

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