Finding (Love) . Poem by Kim Dang

Amidst your undaunted bravery, my hoarse whisper
Has found sound.
The trembling limbs of my off beat rhythm begins
To beat away these sweaty palms.
And even contemplations to debate would
Be met with love’s hyperboles.
And somewhere between pain and doubt, you’ve found
The bittersweet.
And as the gaps between these fingers are slowly
Filled, they’re no longer cautiously grasping
It demands a certain toil; accepting the concept of forever
to come close to comprehending what is happening.