Coming to life

Your touch illuminates 

I bend like flower to sunlight

Invisible chains hold me fast 

The sense of falling looms

Trepidation gives way to fawning 

Being lost preferable to being found

The pause in breath

The will to forget everything

Same sacrifices in the sense of being

I lean toward the hands 

Desire to be clay molded and fired 

The perfect vessel for you 

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