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what would you be if I held you .. too close captive of my projections would you still soar taking off in all your beauty even more alluring in your own liberation to be as you are is that not the grace of us all? freefalling deliberately into our plight as our wings take flight and carry us along the jet stream of those winds that have always belonged to us calling us to be courageous enough to simply trust ourselves ..trust god what would I be if I held you .. too close wouldn't I in turn suffocate right along all that I am in that one stranglehold that holds on for a moment too long weighing like lead unable to escape my own (dis)illusions instead of facing life as it is full of miracles once I open myself up to it what would we be you and me when I begin to truly appreciate (y)our existence neither holding *on nor letting go only keeping sacred that space that wouldn't exist without you or me in it what would we be but love ~•~ a beautiful milieu