I told her to come to me and she did. Bare and naked without any veils of false promises or deceit. She opened her arms to me and embraced my weary head... Rested it against her bosom... Telling me to hush... Hush Chile.... Hush... You with sad eyes and dark thoughts.... You with the soft lips that curve too easily with a smile... You with the words all wrapped up in your head... Itching to come out on your paper through your pen... You with the heart you know not that you wear on your sleeve... Hush. And rest... Put that busy mind to sleep... Let your temples relax as you breathe me in and out... Let me fill your senses with relief as I help you to escape.... Know that you are beautiful when all you see is ugliness. Know that you are brilliant when you are feeling less than Einstein.... Know that your flaws are the most alluring when you are open to showing them... Hush and rest upon this bosom built for your tears... Let them flow and fill me with your sorrows, your fears a...