I\u2019m not attached to you.
\nNo.
\nI hold a reverence for you.
\nYou know.<\/p>\n
I see your light- even when you slip beyond my sight;
\nmy footing still, even when you drift at night.
\nWe reconnected in winter, in a yurt lit low, the cold pressing the forest outside-
\nwe slowed.
\nOur own heat we carried, like an East Coast tide.
\nA stillness rose between us- clean, elemental, bold\u2014
\ntwo currents intertwining naturally, without pressure, without being told.<\/p>\n
I see your beauty even when you can\u2019t see me;
\nI feel your presence like set waves pulling through the deeper sea.
\nYour energy stays sharp, like southerly swells breaking hard in the lee,
\na force that moves in the inner realm where our hearts held deep degree.<\/p>\n
Our connection holds like yin and yang- two contrasts meeting, creating life without demand-
\neach of us saying \u201chere I am,\u201d steady, true, unmanned.
\nWe moved in higher realms where different language barely guides, where presence is the proof-
\ntwo lives carved by seasons in youth,
\nand when we crossed, the depth was instant, recognition absolute.<\/p>\n
There are echoes of you in hours that act as if they\u2019re breaking free,
\nfingerprints and flashbacks on days that still carry your memory.
\nGreat love leaves marks- not wounds, but inscriptions:
\netched in stone; the depths, the memories with their quiet constrictions.<\/p>\n
And now that you\u2019re gone, my days move under a different creed-
\noats at dawn, no gluten, sun on my skin like ljus the spirit feeds,
\nrituals that anchor the body while the heart learns its deeper speed.<\/p>\n
I\u2019m not just attached to you.
\nNo.
\nI hold a reverence for the bond we carry.
\nYou know.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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