I want to be
intimate
with you.
I’m not referring
to a physical proximity,
but to exploring
every nook and cranny
of your mind and heart and soul,
tracing my fingers
through every creviced scar,
speaking love
into every doubt and fear,
and letting you do the same
while we marinate in honey and anxiety,
hurting
but also healing,
not alone
and not without hope.
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