All night the currents swirled and tugged while
I floated rudderless, no course
Adrift, helpless, on the brink
Of capsizing, sinking
But mooring lines fixed,
You held steady
Always my
Anchor,
Safe.
ramblings from a food writer & former professional chef
All night the currents swirled and tugged while
I floated rudderless, no course
Adrift, helpless, on the brink
Of capsizing, sinking
But mooring lines fixed,
You held steady
Always my
Anchor,
Safe.
Exactly
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I love that. So beautiful, so true. This is what love is, and does, when we are privileged to have it.
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