11 SEPT 2020 by Kristi Kirby

A wash has come over me so startling and unknown
I feel like I’ve been cloned I’m not my own.
I want to celebrate and cherish the progress made
I’m different now tethered from pain.
I want to love and honor and cherish one day
Forever the rest of my days.
So much incredible pain caused from bad decisions I’ve made.
Feeling delicious warmth on my skin a tropical paradise within.
A union in privacy honor and faith of each day a promise was made.
Accomplish the goal and endure the suffering after cataclysmic hurt is fading.
Something else is forming and brewing so I say.