basic trust+root

I am held
I am loved
Every breath my love enters my lungs
She kisses them from the inside
Every crevice
Every burned branch
Healing
Loving
Holding
Caressing
Tenderly caring for my being
Awakening in my soul, in every cell,
My self-love

And i know that i am a part
(Even though i may seem apart)
of concentrically messy
greater wholes
that reach out their arms to embrace all

S/he talks with me
whispers sweet nothings inside of me
If i am quiet i can hear her
Converse with her
And she always loves to hear what i have to say.