When I'm with you
It's as if you take
my heart
and cup it in your hands
like a newly emerged butterfly
You hold it
safe and warm
protected
with a touch
that's secure
yet gentle
With knowing
and wonder
my fragile self
opens
to the beckoning breeze
to widening horizons
and exploration.
November 18,1993
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