"Follow me".
My lady walks past me and her gentle hand is lifted from my chest.
Naked and grateful I follow my lady.
She leads me to her bed chamber.
Inside I find her blue draped bed, and a tall mirror situated between the door and her place of rest.
"I don't think you understand how abnormal you are".
She pinches her brow, but I know it is in annoyance.
A piece out of her control or calculation.
Standing in front of the mirror, I see a five foot seven, bald young man.
Small strands are coming back, peppering my head with patches.
My brown eyes are sleepy, as I always conserve energy.
A strong jaw with a wide nose sits atop a straight mouth.
My full lips spreads in a smile, as I look myself in the eye, and know that I have given it everything.
I have faced death more times within her abode than I care to know.
Yet I have made it here.
Keep going.
