Feeling Safe in the Uncomfortable

Nectar from the juicy unknown

. . .

Diving into the world like a swan

A sunrise in a new dawn

Can I keep a secret?

I may just repeat it

Over and over through my head

All my friends think I’m dead

Lack of communication

Derived from no inclination, devastation or frustration

It’s all blind love

Hailing transmits from up above

As if it were the word of God

Love this man until it tears you, wears you, smears the nectar

Now its discreet to none

I am shunned,

yet always welcomed.

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