the process of becoming

peel back the layers when 
you shared the process to the end result, 
you let me in and i mistook the meaning 
of a subtle sign that you let me in to a sacred space, 
seeing what makes you tick. 

a subtle hand holding 
but my dizzy head was lost in lust. 
what else could i trust, but we became 
kindred spirits longing, connecting, becoming. 

walk me back through your streets, your hidden alleyways. 
i’ll hold my assumptions, my jealousies, my interpretations of your fantasies.

i want to become what we were becoming. 

 

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kimberly

Fri 14th Aug 2020 13:47

Thank you, Faith.

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Faith Olajuyigbe

Fri 14th Aug 2020 09:40

Really enjoyed reading this

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