If you are not ready,
Don't pass them your body,
Pass them your soul.
Speak to them in ways which they'll learn they don't need your body to know you love them.
Speak to them like the sun will speak to her sunflowers
And the moon will speak to her stars.
And if they still crave more of you when you're unsure,
Uncomfortable,
Then pass them away from you,
For they can't teach you patient love.
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poems from lost minds -||
PuisiOnism- the frustration of being stuck alone in just one body, that inhabits only one place at a time. 🥀It's like standing in front of the departures screen at an airport, flickering over strange place names with your eyes, each representing one mo...
