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!
