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Kinship
The air is crisp
The fog has lifted at the coastline
The glorious sun casts our shadows ahead
Our silhouette, holding hands, emerges as we trek up the mountain
We meander through the hilltop and the meadow
The terrain is rocky and slippery but,
I am light as a feather in this spring breeze
Your aura next to me keeps me giddy with joy
I have often wondered why you intoxicate me
Why in your presence I am unbound, free and naked
Why in your presence I shed all my layers and resistance
Until I become the truest essence of who I am meant to be
Is it your callus hands that touch me gently
Your gaze that engulfs me as I walk the maze
Your mouth that is crimson and velvet with each kiss
Or is it your spirit, the boy and the man,
That I recognize as my soulmate
