Slow breathing no rush wait a second or two…take the moment.

I’m feeling the heat from your head to your feet, two hearts so close I can feel our every beat. Embracing our glow the flickering lights we show become opening stars as we rock to the flow.

I see everything with eyes closed knowing our timing is endless, our lips cross hands gripped shaped as one all I ever wanted I have and it’s the phoenix love.

A poem by Patrick-Joseph Douglas
@breathetrustflow & @menrisingtogether

Image Credits: Unsplash – Jan Kopřiva / Nate Rayfield

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