October 14, 2021

she changes me

she changes me
with each look
every brush of skin
and whisper of breath
is a surgeon’s knife
cutting away the rot
to make space for more
more joy
more of what the world is missing
and i’ll come back
to her table
every chance i get
hoping for her touch
her time
she changes me

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