I will love you as you were meant to be loved. In whole... I will desire you, beyond your skin and bones. Beyond your breaks and weaknesses.
Meet me in the barrel of a wave, where I might find you in the moment it breaks, to crash your heart upon my rocks, laid out under moonlight blue.
The man saw the aunt as a young woman, held in the same way by her mother and aunts, adored and cossetted and safe and secure in her position in the world.
I’m here to love me now... I’ve closed the door on him, and if he’s out in the cold, sick, sad and old, it was his conscious choice, not mine.
I want this daring to slow down amidst chaos... to reach for one another to say, “Hello, I am here, I don’t have the answer, but I will stand with you.”