The Tendermost Places
You are here.
Softly,
Joyously,
Persistently,
Reminding.
A one-way conversation
Until I choose to let go
Into the rhythm
Of your pulse.
Much fear has been tossed around
About the inherent weakness of
The tendermost layers
Of your expression.
Yet, I find these places
To be filled with the
Sweetest longings
I can know.
Tendermost places
Lend themselves
To melting into,
To letting go,
To receiving and giving,
To going home.
