Three Little Words

Don’t say

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but rather…

soothe an ache
hold my hand
watch me sleep
rub my back
make me laugh
be with me
talk to me
play with me
dry my tears
keep me warm
listen to me
don’t be arrogant
kiss my lips
really know me
get me soup
touch without expectation
ease my sorrow
hug my soul
cry with me
dance with me
please be vulnerable
make eye contact
forgive my failings
care for yourself
sex me right
cook us dinner
walk with me
don’t lie, ever
read to me
hold me close
silence my demons
reach into me
never leave me

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Tuned In

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The hustle and bustle around me, a layer I observe but don’t hear.

Isolated from the bubbles of others trying to assimilate.

There goes my gently bouncing head, the shoulders follow in synchronicity to the rhythm of the music.

I settle into the warm pocket of my own construct, this created isolation.

Smooth vibes.
Smiles.
Ease.

Swaying in this soothing world of the melodies touching my soul.

Moving slowly through this lyrical liquid.

If only I didn’t ever have to put my phone on Airplane Mode.