Loved

I can feel her hands rest calmly on my shaking shoulders
The tension taking twists and turns under my skin
She softens the swirling subtleties of storms fluttering against my ribs
It’s a weightless warmth working itself into my breath, out and in

Who is she? She is you.

She is comfort, she is compassion, she is caring and she is kind

I can feel her arms reach around my shoulders
Each and every second elongated, encased in her energy
She stifles the screams that scratch and scurry through my blood
In a flicker of fondness, the furnace I’m fighting finally sets me free

Who is she? She is you.

She is a memory, she is a moment, she is magical and she is mine

…But all in all she is a personification of love, of feeling loved mid crisis, each and every time

Thank you, to each of you.

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