You honor me
You said the words
But more sweet than a gentle embrace
You took that load.
My gift
To hold
To grow
To release.
I have some starts to visit now.
Some galaxies to taste.
I’ll send you postcards,
A bit of stone
A melody
And the shiny things
We’ll use to unstitch,
Roads
And tongues
And forgetting.
Pehiw – Awakening 2022
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