The very thing I want,
to me is so fucking scary.
To breathe life into something that is bigger than me.
To be valued & to value someone that is True.
To be truly held & to hold truly.
To be told & to tell Him there is more to do to be better; yet to be Loved and to Love for who We are right now; today; in this moment.
To be held & to hold within sacred heart spaces; Our most protected places.
To be naked before Him & to see His matched vulnerability; yet each to be venerated for it.
To be treasured and to treasure the very things for which We were previously shunned.
To be fully trusted & to fully trust.
To be desired for & to desire for a special man; one matched & balanced flame. No shame, no blame.
These desires bring flowing tears to my eyes.
For to have this would be such a prize,
Yet as much as I desire to run to it,
in equal measure I want to run from it all.
It seems so much easier to just hide than to take a chance on this ride.
I want to shield myself from the Sun of your love,
lest you see all of my flaws…
Leaving me to burn, once again, all alone.
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