the dare

I know you’re somewhere, near. I can feel you. I think maybe my heart is lying to my mind, about wanting you and feeling you. Thinking after all this time about holding you.
Maybe I’m truly insane, but nothing could feel like this, so genuinely familiar. Motivating me, this, this has to be true. I am starving… no longer willing to hide. I will not hide. That stirring, that awakening that only belongs to you.
And I could be there for you. I can be here for you. You, you I love, brighter burning, tearing you away from you… the stirring and the broth is rich, the bone is rich
In the air, in the water. That’s where you are everywhere, ingested.. all over me, and the bend in the road, like words written on the wall is leading me back and forward together to this hunger, this swelling, this mention of it, to you again.
art credit : the embrace 1900 Picasso
