What is your heart crying out for?

Talking about my own yearnings.

there is a space
where we can meet
and it feels safe to
just be

&

it is here
now

it is here

can you feel it?

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I bought you flowers
& held your hand
& you made me feel like a real man.

my yearnings are
softer now.

I feel lonely without you.

or maybe just…
no. I don’t.

I want you.
but I don’t know you yet.

I want someone who
doesn’t [yet] exist
[to me].

isn’t that
wild?

I want someone who
can hold me
too.

I want someone who
can love me
too.

I’ve never been so
heartbroken over
someone I’ve
never known
but
I know you exist

&

I know you want me too.

there is nothing else to say
but to dissolve.

we feel the gaps
between the stories

&

we rise to meet them.
we rise to feel them.

I AM A POET.

I AM AN ARTIST.

I CLAIM IT.

I CLAIM MYSELF.

I am…
not lost.

I have never been lost.