Right.
So.
I just wrote this, and it needed to be 'spoken.'
It's called My Love
You and I have a date
In less than two weeks' time,
I will jump into your arms
and you will envelop me
with your therapy.
Catharsis will strike
I will lose my breath
and disappear into you
as your power sweeps
me off my feet.
My body itches
to be completely engulfed.
You are my safety.
My steady heartbeat.
You consume my darkness.
Love pours over in your waves.
I am not strong enough
to even be a reed,
merely a thing,
given movement by you.
Beams of light pierce
what has been left lifeless
your elements flood
crashing torrents of hope,
inserting breath to awaken renewed.
that's all
me
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