Ready

The day you asked me about your aura...

11/03/15

I'd be a dork a thousand times

To bask in the warm song of your laughter,

And I'd make you countless cornbread stuffings

Should it light your countenance with innocent, pursed lipped delight.

I'd risk waiting until we are restored and clear

To continue conversations I am excited to have with you,

And do my best to follow Spirit in Assertive Sharing.

This, so truly new

-So gladly, gloriously new!-

Is without definition; as we tend to define

Via comparison with files from our vast passed experiences.

So often I've mirrored others.

You mirror me, and I mind not what I see.

Perhaps connection is what we make it to be?

I feel I know I am ready.