You wash my dirt away
I dry your tears
I change your tired soul
You fill my tank
You shine the moon for me
I put stars in your eyes
I rub heat into your limbs
You are the perfect balm
You buy me flowers
I water your garden
I am your song
You are my rhythm
Mec is an aspirational writer, a dreamer and a mother. She turned 40 recently and wants to live a life free of regrets.