Inside Me

Powder Mill Pond

When I am filled
with the largeness
and largesse
of you,

in my space,

not even the skinniest
whisper of a space remains
anywhere in me
for the fire of my fear,
or the smoky smoldering
shadow of my doubt.

~ cj 2015.08.18

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One Response to Inside Me

  1. Steven says:

    That’s a nice one CJ. Short & sweet.

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