Blossoming

I’m here with you
holding space
curiously patiently
getting to know you
and yet
I’m loosing myself
in seeking connection
and somehow forget
to take a breath
and ask

instead
I speak from the heart
opening up
yet taking space
that I wish to hold
letting myself unfold
into the night
combining your essence
with my luminescence
so bright

eyes close
eyes meet
we breathe

you’re my guide
my teacher
my mirror

making me aware
of uncomfortable truths
for which I’m grateful

I’m with you and them
and all the questions
with no comprehension
floating around
yet with courage anew
drawing closer to you
timelessly suspended
our fears befriended
witnessing a moment
of blossoming


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