Him asking “what do you want from me??”
Not replying, nothing less than everything you are
To knead you until you are pliant, for gods sacred feast
To stand in the fire with you, and not shrink back
To breathe it all.
Not saying, to love you deeper and more completely than anyone you have ever known
To touch the untouched places inside you
To laugh and cry and play and mourn
To leave an indelible mark on your soul.
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