I awoke snuggled into your mind,
Clutching your brain close under me,
My pillow.
Let me stroke ease into your heart,
Kiss your third eye,
And straddle your [root] chakra
To bring you back into the heavens
Of our personal dimension.
Skin to skin,
Soul in soul,
I’m here to hold.
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(In all your glory,
Your Weariness,
Your Age,
Your Stress,
Your Relief,
Your Imperfection,
Your Indecision,
And Your Joy,
You will always have home here.)