Ths Love Thing

This love thing.
A moment in time or a lifetime for some
The vulnerability of extending and expanding
Where things once unknown and frightening suddenly become a knowing
The naked of ‘here I am’
The heart opens and swims into your ocean
Drifting along the horizon of hope
Becoming the entrance to a warm cool breeze
A welcome Home
A home where stories are gathered of my eyelashes being gathered into your fingertips
Asking that eyelash to memorises the creases of your palm
And the number of lines marked on places inside your home
Before the gentle wind blows it away I will tell you the stories of my scars
And show you how to love me well
Inviting our two souls to become unwoven
And woven together