Poetry

Feeling Essential

You speak my language 

And loving you 

Comes naturally 

We dance with our words

As we use them to mirror 

Our experiences 

That hold such bittersweet depth 

And what greater relief 

And joy 

Is there 

Then capturing the moments 

And sharing them 

With eachother 

The rhythm of words are soothing 

As is the knowledge 

That in such a crazy big messed up world 

Lacking empathy and theory of mind 

I have someone that really understands mine

You believe in my potential 

Loving you makes me feel essential 

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