fragments 2

i used to think
  that safe was the best
    thing someone could
make you feel

that
  safe would
    be
good

but
safe has nothing
            on
the sound
  of  your
            smile

-

safe does not know

your unconscious
                  softness
that  breathes
in  and  out
  as you read
aloud to
your  self

it has not
met your    eyes
met your    laugh

like words you
wash over me

your voice is poetry
written  into  the
  radio  waves
between        us

--

  you      must
have      been born
with          safety    etched

into the
        corners
of  your

    eyes

carved
into
  the
lines
  of
each
  palm

--

in  my  dreams
you  reach  for
m e

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