She sees right through me
with a practiced eye
and a knowing nod.
The power within her
pulses outward toward
my kneeling form
enveloping
the entirety of my
unease.
And just like that,
she swallows my discontent.
And though it catches in
her throat
and her
eyes bulge with effort,
she does not choke,
but smiles
as I stand
to save her.
