There was a moment, when I saw you, and knew…there was love.
It was old and it was precious and pulsing and strong.
There was an immediacy in us. We were fast.
A word. A look. A smile. And then,
chest opened wide to show…this…belongs to you. Do you remember?
My body wasn’t yours. Has never been. But this heart and soul came with your name on it.
You are the moon and I am the ocean, being pulled by you.
There is an unspoken permission to allow you
to move me.