9th ☽

Safety wasn’t a brand of quarreling

For it was known that I was of infinite value

Sudden circumstances in the moment
Establishing rare hopes that weren’t previously held

How it was such an inviting risk
Disappointment was the making of fiction

I knew not of catastrophic probabilities
When cherished by such a caring creatures

Around my neck lies an emblem of my sincerity
To hold for multiple eternities