Old Guns

[tectak]

You are my comfort now, your role has changed with me. Ok i'm on the hook
My protection seems now to be as inconsequential
as the death of a flower, the fall of a leaf, or the sound
of a gun after dark, in the screaming streets of Columbia . feels a bit wordy could be in screaming Columbian streets.
You are by my side and that is all I can ask.
When I was young and stood, by my choice, tall as a tree
in a desert; visible, vulnerable and yet unafraid,
you were by my side. I never told you that you were my strength;
but I held you. I caressed you. I stripped you down
and put you together again. I knew you as well as blood. I like the physical conection to the object it works well
One day, I told you, if I live too long, you will be my comfort. great ending that links well to the opening
tectak
2012

Solid write, really like it and the story you tell. TOMH

Done. Thanks. te ctak

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You are my comfort now, your role has changed with me. Ok i'm on the hook
My protection seems now to be as inconsequential
as the death of a flower, the fall of a leaf, or the sound
of a gun after dark, in the screaming streets of Columbia . feels a bit wordy could be in screaming Columbian streets.
You are by my side and that is all I can ask.
When I was young and stood, by my choice, tall as a tree
in a desert; visible, vulnerable and yet unafraid,
you were by my side. I never told you that you were my strength;
but I held you. I caressed you. I stripped you down
and put you together again. I knew you as well as blood. I like the physical conection to the object it works well
One day, I told you, if I live too long, you will be my comfort. great ending that links well to the opening
tectak
2012

Solid write, really like it and the story you tell. TOMH

Done. Thanks, tectak