“I swam to you, through the storms and mists of all my confusions,
I did not know it was you calling my name, until I found you.
Held in your scent, the past dissolved and all it’s ghosts.
Like awakening from a dream. it’s existence loosened it’s grip from my tightened fingers.
And there I was.
With you.
In all of your beauty and in all of mine.”
❤️
Michelle K Roberton.
There is a “food” that our skin yells and hungers for. A “food” that is as essential to our survival as good food and warm shelter… touch. I remember this from
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