Tuesday, April 16, 2019

being human

you hug me
like a child

squeezing the life
out of me
and into me again

squealing endearments
higher than the human ear
can decipher

and yet
i understand your
excitement
and am glad for
the lack of control
you display

because with
each way you
find to express
your love

you release
the joy in me

and the
feelings
i've tried not to
show for years

come
tumbling out
in the company
of a trusted
companion

one who knows
how hard
being human
can be

and one
who'll know
how to help me
find my way home

(good)




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