The Road to the Heart of You

How long is it since you’ve been moved?

In a way your legs can’t offer you

To a place you can only get to
through the touch of a warm hand
you’ve let in, uncertain,
only to find it fold
so carefully
around your heart

How long is it?
Since you were held,
without an ounce of selfishness in it
without the slightest notion
that you would ever be let go

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