I see you cheering me on.
Tugging the line between a gleeful fan, and a proud auntie.
You bestow upon me this smile.
Endearing your eyes take shape to the sweetest of grapes.
Big and bold they swell with emotion.
These things I bare witness to on a daily.
I look back at you.
Fixated you are.
Focused you've been.
To share with me the love you have to give.
I'll admit.
I smile and receive the love.
Only to turn inward out of fear of what to do with it.
Self doubt fills my lungs as I suffocate on thoughts of my capabilities or lack of.
You come and place your arms around my waist.
The sweetest touch.
The calming affect one dreams of.
You assure me of what you & I both deserve.
This year can't be like the last.
Why?
Because once you understand what you deserve, there's no more existing as though you didn't have such a comprehension of what can be yours.
So I turn around and ascend my hands towards your waist.
Nose an inch from mine.
Those eyes of yours.
Damn.
The sweetest yo.
Unspoken cues lead me to embrace you.
All of you.
Wednesday, January 2, 2019
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