[did you know: this is a Safe space?
when our elbows are touching
and glasses of wine and whiskey clutter our table, and
your eyes open wide honest—
I don’t know how it feels to be comfortable
to be not alone
to be Safe—]
[did you know: you smell like soil?
when you come home in the afternoon
and the morning was warm, but
your fingers are cold from the earth—
I don’t know if I feel anything anymore
if I’m happy
[did you know: you are beautiful?
when you don’t give a fuck
and you dance, with
your arms and hips exulting—
I don’t know when I’ll fall in love
or if ever
or with myself—]