Over Here

Sometimes you know
That love is real.
You can feel it in
Your gut, but not
Your groin.


You have been looking for
For so long, it’s in you –
It’s freed you. You know
Somehow you’re There.

It’s a tingling sensation,
A warmth in your chest.
It’s the insides settling
Into peace and safety,
Melting into your own
Security and comfort,

It’s in the touch, the eyes
The heart, and smiles. Your
Voice, your pitch, you see it.
You know it’s real and true.
You do not know how to
Tell someone how it feels,
Or when you know you’ve
Got it. But you do know
When you’re There.


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