Saturday, February 13, 2016

I feel his hand
         loosening from my thoughts. 
I say goodbye to a kind of love 
I can't wear everyday. 
I leave behind my wounded pride 
& dreams of a changing mind. 
Now I feel a goodness
         I haven't grasped,
but slowly
         I am understanding the touch.
You let me be tangled in you
         & you don't fear getting caught.
You want to see me 
         from all angles,
You want 
         to breathe me in. 

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