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When the someone is you

I often don’t

Know how to respond.

It takes a moment,

A pause...

A deep settling of myself.

A breath and a belief

When I leap

I will land unscathed.

When you don’t respond,

It takes a moment...or two

Of self reflection.

A swing at patient independence.

A desire to remain on the ledge

With you.

Dancing eyebrows above

Soft eyes deep

Touch

Sacred spaces

I have longed to share.

When you meet me

There

It’s easy to believe in destiny.

And that which connects is...

The chord that connects us...

Note for note.

Play it for me.

Etched in the promise

You

Whispered,

Standing in the blue

Sky

One moment from

Flying.