beauty, love, masculinity, poetry, women

To Flow

Flow like water,

Baby girl,

My hands cupped

To guide the direction

Take on my truths

As yours

Displaying the bruises like

New tattoos on your soul

Give you the dynamic direction

You crave in silence

Rationing out trust

Like sips to quench your

Thirst

Listen to the babbling bubbling

Of your words

Holding two of the three followings

Implicit in my steady gaze

And warm, knowing hands

Trickling onto them

As you become fullness

Under my attention

An initiate into

The knowledge of you

The way sunlight

Knows the surface

Of

Water

Guiding, ever guiding

The

Flow

Like

Water

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