Comfort but not without anxiety
Anxious of our future’s perfection
Something we could share
Something we can imagine
Something we will become

This sensation won’t lose its grip
Groping at something innocent but not undesired
Such an ecstasy from feeling powerless
For the right reasons
For the right time
For the right person

You read these descriptions with the thought of concern
You took the time to show me your ideas of compassion
You know who you are, & so do I
I embraced something new I cannot regret
I took on a different narrative & this is who I am
I love you