9| 3 | 2019

I don’t even know what it is about him

That makes me wanna release all of my fears

Cry no more tears

Hang tight while the storm clears.

We’ve covered all of the tiers,

& With each layer, we get so much closer; so near.

Hearing the melody created from our power,

Above all of the murmured words spoken by the hour,

Blooming from the concrete,

Such a beautiful flower.

Showered in the present,

Finally learning from my karmic lessons,

Allowing the Universe to deliver all of my blessings,

No longer self sabotaging,

I’m finally starting to get it.

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