Knowing

I might
have been
embarrassed
had she not
had that sense
of desire
to understand
my need
for permission.

I rambled on
like a mad man
for some endless time
and finally
asked her
to tell me
the way
to reach out
to her.

She let me know,
allowed me so,
understood so
deeply
my need.

Yes,
was all
I needed
to hear
and with that,
falling some
infinite distance
into her embrace,
my body fell
into
some towering
sense
of release,
and I knew
that she really
understood.

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