the process of becoming

peel back the layers when
you shared the process to the end result,
you let me in and i mistook the meaning
of a subtle sign that you let me in to a sacred space,
seeing what makes you tick.

a subtle hand holding
but my dizzy head was lost in lust.
what else could i trust, but we became
kindred spirits longing, connecting, becoming.

walk me back through your streets, your hidden alleyways.
i’ll hold my assumptions, my jealousies, my interpretations of your fantasies.

i want to become what we were becoming.

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