Monday, August 31, 2020

The alchemy of gathering transforms 
us from within: little switches flipped and
mutations gained. Skin pressed into muscle
and muscle pressed to bone, palm in palm and
aura to aura, we grow with each squeeze,
compressed into something new. Come change me,
my loves. Embrace me into my next self, 
guide my evolution with your caress, 
my growth with your closeness. I crave the heat
of instability, reacting to
your you-ing with my me-ness, gaining and
losing, trading blocks to build new castles
and empty old moats, yearning to be grown
and held, reshaped by magic all our own.

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love notes
a ritual to start the work week