I hold you
tender flame
in a cupped hand
shielding the wind
afraid you will die
before I can
light myself
on fire

The exact nature of our wrongs
if we are honest
are the keys
to freedom

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I opened the curtain and caught
her tap dancing in the shower
she grabbed a towel
to cover her shoes
all I could do was apologize
and pretend it never happened

 your breath

deep within your lungs
i feel your heart beat
and hear your digestion
and for a moment i feel close to you
unseen but held
you can not reject me
i am a child in your womb
and you do not know you are pregnant with me

i sit quietly in this space
absorbing the comfort of your presence
free from scrutiny, rejection, judgment
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what i want is,
in a silk bag,
all of the words
you deleted 
and never sent

first, we build our own tent 
it is where we stay warm
and dry
and pretend the monsters don't exist
because we can't see them

there are two chairs
in the tent
one for you
and 
one for you

and they said
"I am he as you are he
as you are me
and we are all together"

i saw writing, lipstick
on her mirror
it said 'you are a gift'
and
'you are smart and wonderful'

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