The Quiet Refuge

By Anna Jijo

My beloved,

They say, you are cruel 

How wrong they are! 

They are probably jealous 

Of the serenity you provide.

I cannot wait to be with you; 

Hold me against your quiet chest, 

Wrap me in your cold arms, 

Shield me with your numbness.

Do not make me wait any longer. 

If forever exists, let me be yours 

For in you did I find my solace!

By Anna Jijo