like these two bodies
ready to be converged.
bodies, open agape
like the red sea—
yours & mine.
the israelites aren't
to thread the bare path
but me, walking with my
tiny head
into the promise land.
this journey bears so many
things,
like pants,
like retreats,
& like sweetness.
if the former fills
my mouth like spittle,
i'll come back again
not with a tote of naivety
but experience.
Beautiful 👍. Have a Great day dear 😊🙏