The Bank of Wisdom.

I heard your voice last night between these sheets
A low whisper
Dancing in my bedside light
Comforting me
My hands on your spine
Sturdy but easily worn out

I latch onto every word you tell me
Hidden knowledge
Ancient magic and reason meshed creating
Fossils of the future
Even sharing secrets that only God should know
Sacred but quickly absorbed

I wandered into your vast universe
Alone in space
Stars and love suspended in the air
You guide me to peace
Exposing all the world’s we haven’t seen
Desperate but willing to help

I opened a book for the first time last night
I found dust
I found truth

I found myself

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