Cradled

Love holds my hair back
As weakened and sick
I lie on the cold bathroom floor

It sits in the circle
Of my inner pain
Without flinching or turning away

Love holds my face
Round like the moon
From pills that keep me alive

It cradles the hope
So tenderly laid
In my heart so ready to fly

Love is you
Holding me tight
Through heaven and hell into peace

It's so full of life
And stronger than death
Love's the essence of you and I