Raw Grace

You took from me

last night

all I had been hiding,

tucking and pulling for years

so no one would ever see

the real me…

undone,

uncovered,

unpolished,

unskillful.

You witnessed the raw grace

of every emotion,

submissive and passive

in your presence

as your strong arms

cradled my heart

to this reality:

I rarely allow another

to see

the delicateness of me

in moments when my soul

flies to heaven

for one,

two,

perhaps three seconds…

as…

I…

come…

undone.

“At the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet.”- Plato

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