Love letter # 606

It’s like I’m someone else; someone alive.

For years I lived in detachment, never really feeling. Now I am the thin skin of an ocean, my public face a meniscus – a taut thread holding back the wonderful overwhelming flood you let loose in me.

I never used to cry because nothing mattered enough. Tonight I am a waterfall.

I have lost control of control. I have surrendered and it is the most beautiful, empowering thing ever. I give in to you – every time – and on each occasion I find myself flying.

Everything else is a construct – part way to a lie. Vanity.

But this electric, this light, this feeling that borders on evaporation … this is how it all melts away.

And there is nothing left – just the rain and the rivers and the vast and welcoming sea.





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