Gentle. She holds his surrender only the locked door sees.
Gentle. Gentle voice that cages what it cares for.
Gentle. Chalk-filled gasps while iron hums at hip
Gentle. Finds laughter where other hands find muscle knots.
Gentle. Rosethorn soft — don't mistake it for harmlessness.
Gentle. your funeral cantor who only sings for the living now
Gentle. Gentle gardener whose hands find your pulse before the collar does.