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I walk in circles

ever-deepening

-Intimacy-

undresses me

with the most tender of care 

and grows me

like roots in the earth

like branches toward the sky-

I am I.

She that Changes,

that confides in whispers 

with the Wind,

sharing secrets 

and planting seeds,

conspiring Beauty.

She that Writes,

words and lyrics

and movement-

spilling forth onto the page

sounding out from 

between my lips.

She that Heals,

that dances a sultry tango

with Sorrow,

and clothes herself with Joy.