Getting Close

My friend, my lover

It’s not so easy…

Treading on the comfortable and the unknown

Creating this space – our net of safety

We take what we know

We treasure it dearly

Your body will always be familiar…

And your mind – an endless path to discovery

A bicker at night

It’s neither here nor there

Lay your pretty head down

Feel my love pump for you

Wipe your lips, let down your hair

Stop your cryin’ baby

Don’t you know

the more we circle

the more we’re found?

Your words take me on a roller coaster

But honey, I rather be flyin’

than stuck on the ground

The more we dive in

The more we give and take

Let’s continue to run the high road

I rather struggle with the real than sort through the fake

Gaining trust, losing fears

Building a foundation for our love

These tangled up webs of insecurities lose their value

Having each other’s backs during the all time highs and the all time lows

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