Hands reach for hands, and hearts for hearts.
You reach for mine and everything feels open,
There is no temptation in me to run or pull away.
Only to stay and to cling to this high.

Arms give embraces and lips pass sweet words.
As you hold me close, I just want to fade—
Fade into you, your words, your warmth.
Here is where I am safe and where I am more.

More free with my words that sometimes spill to you without end.
More free with myself to see that I have worth.
More free with my heart, that it can breathe and laugh and love.
More able to forget the places their hands touched without asking.
More able to pretend that I am whole.