I don’t want to cry on your shoulder,
tears falling into your chest
the sounds of my cries
harsher than the limbs of a willow
weeping and whipping as the winds
throw them across a mossy boulder
I do want to laugh on your shoulder,
my laughter loud like
deep and warm pealing church bells
as they ring out onto a blue sky
Celebrating in joyous clamor as
a beautiful new day, they greet
I do want to sleep on your shoulder,
cuddled up, close, and warm
like two sleeping bears,
heavy breaths and contented sighs
as they slumber in the safety and
heat of their love.
I do want to be at home on your shoulder,
I do want to laugh on your shoulder,
sleep on your shoulder,
love on your shoulder,
live, on your shoulder.
I don’t want to cry on your shoulder.
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