She is my safety, the one who hears my quiet cries. Protecting me in her darkness and offering kisses of light from her starlit sky. Pouring her moon over me with unconditional grace, she knows my heart and love in every way.
Allowing me growth in felt embrace and exhaled hold. She is my unspoken affair and the gentle secret of my life. She is my 4 am and the middle of my night.
-the evening sky
It is that unpredictable edge of the wave right before the break. Breathless raw fear that feels as though it may swallow you whole. That moment of bated-breath before uttering the words of your unspoken heart. I love you. Feeling electricity run through your body like a freight train about to jump its tracks. Tender vulnerability that is seconds away from the light of exposure. Will you rise in strength or cower in shame? Do you open your mouth or leave it alone? Do you keep in silence what I already know? It is anxiety screaming as courage fights to enter the ring of all that is unforeseen and unknown. A dance between yesterday and tomorrow when today is the most meaningful show. It is the universe speaking to you in its loud taps and whispering ways. Exceptionally honorable in its truth and magnificently bold, the feelings of the heart that are about to be told.
Dignity’s five minute whore
Profound silence echoing in my soul
One Hundred and seventy-one thousand, four hundred and seventy-six current words in the English Language
You chose love
Forty seven thousand, one hundred and fifty-six obsolete words in the English language
I chose to put it there
Self-worth’s home improvement plan
Swallowing memories of you
Honesty’s high cost alternative