i don’t want to be held
at the edges
i don’t know how to live there
everything reaches me
music enters through my ribs
beauty hurts
silence has a texture
longing lives somewhere
beneath my skin
i feel the smallest shift
in a room
the almost-word
changed breath
thing you meant
but didn’t say
the hand that hesitates
before it touches
i know
i always fucking know
i spent years believing
this was something
i needed to survive
something to manage
contain
harden around
feel less
need less
care less
grow thicker skin
i don’t want thicker skin
i don’t want to be
less emotional
less sensitive
less affected
less fucking alive
i don’t want to stand
at a safe distance from life
so nothing can reach me
i want it to reach me
i want music
to break something open
i want beauty
to stop me in the street
i want love
to enter my body
and have somewhere to go
because underneath
all this fire
there is such softness
fuck
there is so much softness
there is a woman here
who loves with her whole body
who feels people
before they speak
who notices everything
who can hold
the unbearable thing
without looking away
who has spent years
learning how to remain
beside herself
when everything inside her
is feeling at once
and i don’t want
to be admired for that
from a distance
i don’t want
to be looked at
and called powerful
while nobody comes close enough
to know the woman
inside the power
i don’t want
to be desired
as an idea
loved
as an image
or wanted
only where i am fire
meet me
the human
the woman
the ridiculous creature
who laughs too loudly
and cries because
the light fell beautifully
through a fucking tree
the one who wants
who aches
the one who loves
with absolutely no fucking interest
in pretending she doesn’t
meet me there
where there is nothing
to perform
where i don’t have to
turn the volume down
on my own existence
to make myself easier
to hold
i want someone safe enough
for my softness
someone whose presence
doesn’t make my body
prepare to leave itself
someone i can lean into
without disappearing
someone i can love deeply
without abandoning
the woman doing the loving
because i don’t want
to disappear inside love
ever again
i want to be there
for it
all of me
i want to feel
the arms around me
warmth
weight
breath
i want my body to know
you can soften here
you don’t have to watch
the door
you don’t have to anticipate
the leaving
you don’t have to hold
everything tonight
and maybe that’s the thing
i have learned
how to hold myself
i know how to survive
my own depths
i know how to sit
beside my own longing
i know how to make
a home inside myself
but i never wanted
self-love
to become another reason
i wasn’t allowed
to need anybody
i am human
i am woman
i am tenderness
and hunger
and fury
and devotion
i am fucking soft
so soft
and i don’t want
to apologise for that anymore
i don’t want
to transcend the need
to be touched
i don’t want
to spiritually evolve
beyond wanting arms
around my body
i don’t want
to need less
i want to receive more
more presence
more tenderness
more truth
more of the kind of love
that doesn’t ask me
to become smaller
before it comes closer
i have spent long enough
learning how to hold myself
now i want to know
what it feels like
to remain completely myself
and still
be held
Ami ❤️🔥💋
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This stanza took me out 🔥🔥🔥
“meet me there
where there is nothing
to perform
where i don’t have to
turn the volume down
on my own existence
to make myself easier
to hold”
Amen 🧡 so raw and true, I love it! 🫶🏼