GOK !

as the old tendrils of fears and obsessions

withdraw back into the darkness

I stand free

to Be

the fleeting touch of fingertips

the warmth of soft breaths

expand to encompass

all of me, all of you

all of everything around

does this feel like love?

i don’t know

for I have never encountered

Love before …

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