From TheFeatheredSleep – and encounter, a finding, a truth
For I have never
Touched you
Nor looked keenly into your eyes
Where flecks of gold reside
I have not
Made a circle of my arms
Nor placed your hand against my skin
In whispering we tell the bond, far and long
You reached me before, I knew to look
Like coming back from a journey
There you were, the one I always needed
Familiar and apart
In the courage of your determining
You are a whirlwind
You are energy and life made electric
You stir even the dry river, full
Bringing with you
The power of you
As redolent and unapologetic as
Only truth will
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