through a full bodied conflict
between holding on and pushing
you came
urgently.
quietly.
breaking my walls.
expanding my heart.
now
more than ever there are words
that seem too small.
every second word
should be thank you.
a heart in hands,
chest ripped open to reveal
every love plumped grateful fiber
'thank you'.
2 comments:
lots of postcards and thoughts and things from the south!
thank you ;)
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