Old Guns. Edit 2. billy, todd et al

[billy]

You will be my comfort for you have grown old with me.
Long ago, you were my guardian, but in this dark and familiar room, not sure you need 'long ago' as we already you grew old together
my protection is as inconsequential as the death of a flower, the fall of a leaf,
or a gunshot after dark in screaming Columbian streets. the small edits so far, work for me. i like that you removed sound
You are by my side and that is all I ever asked. When I was young a suggestion would be, 'side, it's all'
and stood, by choice, tall as a tree in a desert while tall as a tree verges on cliche, the addition of desert stops it being so. i'm reading this as someone who stand alone and the metaphor of a tall tree in a desert works well in showing an image of high visibility and vulnerability. where there is no actual image
visible, vulnerable and yet unafraid,
it was because you were close to me.
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. One day, and I say this to a friend,
if I live too long, you will be my comfort.

tectak Jan 2013

an odd nit but a good edit.

after reading some of the replies, i still felt the tree line worked well. but that doesn't mean it does