Lying tangled together in the sheets

I’m suddenly drowning,

amazed,

under the absence

of the masks we used to carry.

 

Vulnerability stings like a bee,

and I’m dizzy,

unbalanced,

frightened,

heart pounding,

yet falling —

madly and joyfully —

all over again.

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