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Finding ourselves and another after marriage is over... |
How far... How far have I traveled from myself that an eager kiss, reciprocated Without obligation Could leave me weeping. How deeply have I denied myself That to be truly heard , Understood, Feels like a gift Undeserved Instead of a Birthright. How far have I come, that I can expose my wounds And my dreams Without fear of Judgment And without being astounded When you offer yours In exchange. |