Sunday, March 23, 2014

Step 2

We're getting there.  No really, we're getting there.  These conversations and this time we're spending together.  My heart's still beating and we're waking not sleeping.  Smiles stretch further.  Can the elasticity be worn?  So much together, so much alike.  So much to say and so few words.  My heart just keeps coming up.  It's on my sleeve, in my chest, in full motion, and it's at rest.  Even my shame has a name and it won't hide me in the dark.  You still accept me..and beyond.

Does it get any better?  Just hold my hand again.  Thank you.

And thank You.

And is it kind?  Most assuredly!

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