I sit here

Watching the moon rise

Stars paint the sky

Beside me he breathes softly

Sleeping deeply

Wounded from training

Bruises cover his small body

He shivers

I spread my cape over him

He curls up in the white fabric

I meditate

Look at him

So defenceless

He let's his guard down

Around me of all people

Yet I have no desire to hurt him

No desire to kill

I only wish

To have him beside me

Innocent perfection

Just knowing he's close makes me feel

Warm

Happy

Thing's I've never felt before

Radiate from my heart

I may leave this world soon

Yet am I'm not afraid

As long as I know

That Gohan will be safe

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A/n Ok another Piccolo poem down. Readers a Piccolo story will be up in a few days!